Thump, thump...
Several people dropped to the floor on the spot.
When Elder Xia arrived, everyone had guessed it was probably for Miss Wen again.
But no one had guessed that this towering figure, hidden among the clouds and revered like a divine lord here in Huaidong Prefecture, would say something like that upon arriving.
Just who was Miss Wen? Surely she wasn't the Prefect's own daughter, lost among the common folk.
Miss Mei bit through her lip. The middle-aged man in finery crushed his fan, while the woman in red simply slipped to the very back of the crowd.
The Wen father and son embraced and wept.
Jiang Tingyu suddenly turned into a chattering old woman, bombarding Wen Zhongdao with transmissions and making all kinds of promises.
This time, Wen Zhongdao remained silent, refusing to answer.
After kneeling for so long, suddenly realizing he no longer had to, of course standing felt much more comfortable.
"What, the young lady is unwilling?"
Elder Xia asked with a smile.
"How dare you! The elder has asked you a question. You dare not answer?"
Deputy Court Envoy Mei snapped.
At that moment, he was both furious and afraid.
As it turned out, someone who had long wanted to curry favor with him had sent him a transmission, reporting the situation here.
When he heard about the entanglement between his own daughter and Miss Wen, he was so enraged he wanted to slap Miss Wen on the spot.
But he had weathered many storms, and knew full well that doing so would change nothing.
The urgent task was to dispel Elder Xia's favorable impression of Miss Wen.
Of course, he had no idea what had prompted the usually reclusive, sinister Elder Xia to treat Miss Wen with such courtesy.
What he did know