Wei Mingyong was actually a bit flustered. His younger brother, a seasoned warrior, radiated an intimidating aura when he was silent.
Standing upright and composed near Wei Mingting, the maid Jin did not fear. She had watched the third master grow up and did not believe that he would lash out at her.
Even if the third master did not care for her, he would still respect his father and mother standing behind her.
After a while, Wei Mingting stood up from his seat, turned and left the main hall.
Wei Mingyong concealed his earlier panic, revealing a satisfied smile.
He knew his younger brother had compromised.
No matter how fiery his temperament or how spirited he was, when faced with their parent's orders, even if he had immense capabilities, there was nothing he could do!
Madam Yun frowned tightly, her gaze lingering on the place where Wei Mingting had exited.
Her feelings were a bit complicated, partly worried for her husband and partly relieved for today's events.
