In the evening before sunset, Yan Liqiang returned to Deer Villa on a four-wheeled carriage he rented.
When Yan Liqiang left this morning, he was empty-handed. When he came back, he got off the carriage with a jar of fine wine and a square-wrapped box.
As the carriage approached Deer Villa's gate, the guards were already staring intently at it, looking as though they were ready to chase it away. Even the coachman was trembling. However, when Yan Liqiang got off the carriage, smiles immediately bloomed across the guards' faces. They straightened up and welcomed Yan Liqiang's return.
"Lord Yan, you are back…!" The squad commander came running, his face blooming like a flower. When he saw Yan Liqiang carrying a bulging package on his back, he got even more excited.
