"Ah, have you guys taken the wrong medicine?"
Meng Yu furrowed his brow. Qin Ningxue was sold to him, and there was a Golden Core in the courtyard. Didn't these people know the rule that one must not insult a Golden Core?
"Mr. Cao."
The speaker was a refined-looking person, who spoke with a very polite attitude.
"I am a disciple of Master Jin. This matter involves some issues of the sect, and we are not here to cause trouble. We just hope that Miss Qin can come to the lord's mansion and clarify the situation."
Well, Meng Yu glanced at Qin Ningxue, whose tears wouldn't stop flowing, and sighed.
Her deceased husband's family had left her nothing, and she was almost sold off. If it hadn't been for Meng Yu's rescue, she might have already fallen into an unknown plight. During these past days, she had been living cautiously, never expecting trouble to come knocking.
"Can you wait a few days?"
Meng Yu asked.
