Duke Cao...
An indescribable expression appeared on Zeng Anmin's face.
He gave Bai Ziqing a deep look and quickly said in a low voice:
"Play it by ear. Don't reveal any flaws."
Zeng Anmin had faith in Bai Ziqing's acting.
After all, he was a major player in an intelligence agency.
Back when he had put on an act before Emperor Jianhong to help him bring down Prince Qi, nothing had gone wrong either.
"Alright."
Bai Ziqing nodded.
"Brother Bai."
Even from afar, Duke Cao's grave voice could be heard.
Then Duke Cao came walking over with several Black-Clad Guards.
Upon entering the courtyard, a flicker of astonishment appeared in Duke Cao's eyes.
His gaze fell upon Zeng Anmin. This unfamiliar man who had suddenly appeared made something stir faintly in his heart.
However, he did not rush to question him. Instead, he walked over to Bai Ziqing.
He studied Bai Ziqing.
Bai Ziqing leisurely raised his head and looked at Duke Cao.
Their eyes met.
"I heard Brother Bai had suffered some injuries, so Jiang came specially to take a look."
Duke Cao's name was Jiang Chengxi, and he carried several packets of medicinal herbs in his hand.
"Injured?"
Bai Ziqing froze and looked at Duke Cao.
"Where did Brother Jiang hear that?"
Jiang Chengxi chuckled.
"There are Black-Clad Guards stationed in Huitong Hall. Has Brother Bai forgotten?"
"Heh, I haven't forgotten. It's just that Brother Jiang handles countless affairs every day... How do you still have time to concern yourself with Huitong Hall's trifling matters?"
Bai Ziqing slowly rose from his chair with a smile on his face.
"Since you're here, please sit."
Jiang Chengxi slowly nodded. After sitting down, he casually asked:
"Where did Brother Bai's injuries come from?"
"There aren't many people in the capital who