"Damn it all!"
"Damn it all!"
In his fury, Luo San said it twice.
That alone showed how badly the old man had been shaken.
No one else had expected the people inside and outside the scene to be so "in sync." For a moment, they couldn't help laughing, but they didn't dare let it show openly, wary of Luo San's authority. No matter how mild-mannered or normal a 20th Rank Che Hou might be, he was still a 20th Rank Che Hou. If he truly set his mind to killing someone, he could secretly strike back and take their life. With the Royal Court's current investigative methods, they might not be able to win justice for the dead against a Che Hou.
"Didn't you see me bringing a whole group of trusted men from my ancestral home to follow her? And you still call that an unnamed day job?" Luo San pointed at the scene and fumed, deeply dissatisfied. He had met Lord Shen in his twilight years, but the version of himself in the scene was still young and strong.
If he had met the person he admired most in the prime of his life, why couldn't they join forces and accomplish something great? At the very least, he could have secured a place as a founding minister. Why should he refuse the chance to get in on the ground floor?
Luo San was furious; the version of him in the scene was even more so.
Even now, he couldn't be bothered to hide his feelings, let alone when he was young and hot-blooded. Unable to keep a lid on his expression, Luo San put on a sour face right in front of Shen Tang. He was angry, but he still took his report to his lord seriously.