He merely froze for a moment. Then a flash of realization crossed his eyes, followed by understanding and guilt.
He immediately cupped his hands and said with utmost sincerity:
"So that's how it is! Zhiyuan failed to think this through! I should never have considered only my own family's safety while forgetting that Brother Fang also has loved ones at home.
"Please forgive my presumptuousness. As for keeping watch at night, just pretend Zhiyuan never mentioned it."
His response was frank and proper, without the arrogance or stubborn entanglement so common among wealthy young masters.
Instead, he proactively admitted that he had been inconsiderate, displaying remarkable cultivation.
Fang Yuan looked at him and could not help praising him inwardly.
This man was rather interesting. He had the bearing of a true scholar, not one of those pedantic or snobbish sorts.
"It's nothing. Young Master Chen is also thinking for the sake of his family business," Fang Yuan replied.
Chen Zhiyuan cupped his hands again. "In that case, Zhiyuan will not disturb you further. Brother Fang, you must be especially careful in the coming days. Farewell."
With that, he turned and strode briskly back the way he had come, without the slightest hesitation.
Fang Yuan stood at the entrance, watching the direction Chen Zhiyuan had left in, his gaze flickering faintly.
The sudden appearance and invitation of the Third Young Master Chen had been refused, but it was like a clear signal.
It once again confirmed that the crisis was drawing near. Even the Chen Family, the wealthiest family around, had begun privately recruiting guards at great expense!
He turned and pushed open the courtyard gate, his resolve to leave as soon as possible growing even firmer.
Only after vigilantly scanning his surroundings did he reach back and firmly slide the