"Brother Ning Zhuo, I'm here!" Zheng Jian laughed heartily as he saw Ning Zhuo alight from the carriage, taking a few steps forward to greet him.
Ning Zhuo hurriedly cupped his fists in salute: "Brother Zheng."
"No need for formalities!" Zheng Jian grabbed Ning Zhuo's arm, stopping him from continuing the salute, "Come, let's go to the second floor."
Behind them, Ning Xiaohui leisurely stepped down, using the back of a servant as a step.
Seeing Zheng Jian pulling Ning Zhuo instead of acknowledging her, a layer of frost covered her face.
Ever since their successful exploration of the Immortal Palace, Ning Zhuo had demonstrated his value to the three families, causing his status to soar.
To better win over Ning Zhuo and hasten the fabrication of evidence, Ning Xiaoren had framed Ning Ze.
One must understand, Ning Ze had served under Ning Xiaoren for many years; even if he had no achievements, he had put in hard work.
