Five days later.
Xiao Fang Town.
A carriage stopped outside the main gate of the Dragon Family residence.
The Dragon Family residence covered a vast area and looked extremely imposing. Yet it gave off an air of lifelessness, gloom, and oppression. Even the bright-red pillars seemed deathly still.
Wei Jinglou got down from the carriage.
He walked up and knocked on the door.
After a while.
The small door beside the main gate creaked open, and a man in his sixties walked out.
Before Wei Jinglou could speak.
The old man looked him over a few times, then broke into a smile:
"So it's Young Master Wei."
"You've finally arrived."
"My master has been waiting for you for several days."
"My name is Zhao Wu. Thanks to my master's favor, I have the honor of serving as the steward of this residence. If you don't mind, just call me Old Zhao."
Zhao Wu cupped his hands.
He showed no surprise at Wei Jinglou's arrival.
"Steward Zhao, you're too polite."
Wei Jinglou also cupped his hands and bowed. "I actually arrived a few days ago, but something came up, so I went home for a while. That's why I'm only here today."
As he spoke.
He took out the marriage contract. "I've come this time..."
"This isn't the place to talk." Zhao Wu pressed down Wei Jinglou's hand and said politely, "Young Master Wei, come inside with me first. After you meet my master, you can discuss things at your leisure."
The old man's courtesy and politeness allowed Wei Jinglou to relax slightly.
At least...
The other party had not acted overbearing.
Five days earlier.
He had stayed the night at Wang Family Village with Jiang Qiao. As the night grew quiet, the more he thought about it, the more he