The first piece of paper contained just this much, and the old master looked at another piece of paper, relieved that it wasn't as empty as the last. However, it wasn't Qinghe that was written on it, but a few names, Zhao Wen, Zhao Wu, Qin Shaochang, the deceased Mei Jianning, and so forth, resembling a web of relationships.
The old master's eyes widened as he looked sidewise at the person next to him, "I asked you to investigate why my granddaughter-in-law doesn't get along with her family and what that clever girl has been up to aside from attending school. What's the point of giving me a pile of names? As an old man, do I really need to worry about who my granddaughter-in-law befriends?"
He quickly shook his head while inwardly sneering. Despite how fluently he called her granddaughter-in-law, the marriage wasn't even close to being set.
"Keep looking, keep looking," he said, with sincere trepidation, pointing at the paper.
