Ye Wenjun spoke in a measured tone:
"I know you're strong... but the Zhao Family is not the same as the Hidden Dragon Guards."
Fang Yu asked with confusion, "Is the Ye Family so wary of the Zhao Family? Is it because they also have an organization similar to the Hidden Dragon Guards?"
The air became briefly stagnant.
After a moment, Ye Wenjun nodded gently and said, "Yes."
"I don't care, I'll take them down one by one, or in pairs if they come at me two at a time," Fang Yu stretched lazily, "I'm really tired today. I'll deal with the Zhao Family matter tomorrow."
Ye Wenjun didn't say anything but slowly went upstairs. At this time, a female housekeeper in her thirties came up to Ye Wenjun and whispered, "The old master said to keep an eye on you... you..."
"I know, no need for you to worry," Ye Wenjun cut off the housekeeper's words.
"Oh." The housekeeper turned away awkwardly, "Then I'll go prepare hot water for the young master."
Young master?
That sounded so awkward.
