Wei Jiuzhong and Wei Jin, both possessing excellent hearing, could even hear the commotion within the Marquis Huaiyuan's residence across the street, including Marquis Huaiyuan loud declaration: "Wait for me! I'm grabbing my sword right now to rescue my daughter!"
Upon hearing this, the two men raised their eyebrows.
But after a while, there was silence from within the Marquis's residence.
Soon after, a string of curses emerged. Wei Jin's face turned green as he was verbally attacked through several generations of his ancestors.
As Wei Jin's elder brother, Wei Jiuzhong was not faring much better.
He frowned, sternly retorting: "Such coarse village-woman language, unbearable to the ear!"
We Jin adjusted his expression: "Your Highness, there is no need to engage in petty quarrels with him!"
"The Marquis Huaiyuan's residence, can't we sneak a few people in?" Wei Jiuzhong quickly regained control of his emotions, twirling the girdle clasp in his hand, he said thoughtfully.
