Using Another's Hand to Kill, His Mind in Turmoil

I fished by the little river in the manor.

In truth, fishing was strictly forbidden in Tibet.

Just like how crows could not be hunted or killed.

Yet I was able to peacefully enjoy the pleasure of fishing here.

Actually, I was not the one enjoying it, because I did not know how to fish at all. Tangba Tusi was the one who did.

He was a maverick too.

But in one respect, he truly knew how to enjoy life.

The two girls attending me at the side were, in Yangjin's words, there to protect my safety.

I reclined in the lounge chair, picked up a bunch of grapes from the table, and ate them while watching the float on the river.

Yangjin said these grapes had been brought in from outside. They really did taste good. After all, there were no pesticides in this era; everything was natural.

"Father!" a voice called from behind me.

I turned around and saw Maru, with Butler Solun following beside him.

The two girls hurriedly bowed to Maru.

Maru looked at them coldly. "You may leave."

The two girls hesitated. Maru frowned, and Butler Solun coughed before saying to them, "Didn't you hear the young master? If he tells you to leave, then leave."

"But Madam..."

Before one of the girls could finish, Solun said mildly, "I will explain things to Madam. Leave."

Solun was Yangjin's man as well, and his status was likely far above those two girls.

Hearing Solun say that, they exchanged a glance before withdrawing.

Maru said to Solun, "You leave too. Do not let anyone disturb us."

Solun answered and withdrew as well.

I was somewhat puzzled. Why was Solun being so obedient? Yangjin should have been worried about Maru being alone with me; she feared I would