Lin Yuan City, West Mountain Mansion.
Wei Zhongliu received a call, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
"Mr. Wei, here is your tea."
A young maid respectfully brought over a cup of tea, and as Wei Zhongliu turned around, he seized the teacup, a twitch forming at the corner of his mouth, and the teacup in his hand unexpectedly shattered into pieces.
"Mr. Wei, your hand..."
The maid exclaimed with her hand over her mouth, as blood was already flowing from Wei Zhongliu's palm where he had crushed the teacup filled with freshly brewed hot tea.
"It's none of your business!"
Wei Zhongliu discarded the broken ceramic pieces, swiftly treated his wound, and quickly ascended the stairs.
The entire third floor of the mansion was Tang Shaofeng's territory. The mansion had over twenty servants, each responsible for Tang Shaofeng's clothing, food, residence, and transportation, but only Wei Zhongliu could go upstairs to the third floor without Tang Shaofeng's permission.
