Fang Yue had just managed to fool Dou Hongyi of the [Azure Division]. He was only one step away from obtaining his final identity, which would let him enter the Martial Competition under his original white-robed identity. Everything was finally back on track.
If someone with ulterior motives saw Yang Hongxia show up, things could take a turn for the worse.
"Lord Ye, you haven't contacted me in two days... I... I'm a little scared."
"Scared?"
Fang Yue looked at her, puzzled. "What are you scared of?"
Yang Hongxia didn't answer. She just bit her lower lip and clenched her fists slightly. "N-nothing."
The Great Yang Merchant Group had suffered a sudden disaster. Her family had died horribly, and Steward Hai was dead.
Now, the entire Great Yang Merchant Group depended on her alone to keep it going.
People naturally sought benefits and avoided harm.
Many of the servants had noticed the Great Yang Merchant Group's decline and begun asking to resign.
The Great Yang Merchant Group was like a candle flickering in the wind, on the verge of going out.
Although Yang Hongxia had raised their wages and temporarily calmed them, a Merchant Group couldn't hold on to its people without the strength to back it up.
Her father had worked so hard to build the Merchant Group, and Steward Hai had spent his whole life keeping it afloat. She couldn't let it fall apart in her hands.
Resolve flashed in Yang Hongxia's eyes. She took a deep breath and asked, "Lord Ye, when do you think you'll be able to return to Great Yang Mansion? Even staying there for a few days would be fine."
With Fang Yue there, the idle gossip in the mansion would die down.
But with Fang Yue living elsewhere, everyone was on edge