"Wait, let me sort this out."
The terrifying news the butler had brought was undeniably terrifying.
Once he realized the man wasn't bold enough to joke about something like this, Fu Qian knew something was off.
"Seven times one is seven, seven times two is fourteen, seven times three is twenty-one... I've done the math. You're not here to settle the debt—you're here to stiff me."
The next moment, Fu Qian fixed the butler with a decidedly unfriendly look.
Butlers were, without exception, sharp and perceptive. Under the pressure of a demigod demanding payment, this one broke into a sweat.
"I... was only making a wild guess. I don't know the specifics yet, but the master really is in a hurry. He wouldn't listen to Miss's objections and sent me here to wait."
So this was Old Master Wen's doing!
Fu Qian managed to glean a little useful information from the man's explanation.
And the butler's demeanor was quite different from what Fu Qian remembered.
Could it be that Wen Li wasn't the protagonist of this script after all, but her own father?
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That development wasn't entirely unacceptable.
"Then let's go."
Looking at the anxious butler, Fu Qian realized he wasn't going to get much more useful information out of him. He motioned for him to lead the way.
Riding in the car with the butler himself behind the wheel, Fu Qian soon caught sight of Wen Li's place in Shangjing.
Compared to his last visit, the place was noticeably livelier. At a glance, he could see plenty of unfamiliar faces.
"Please come with me. The master and the others are