Liaochen, who was guarding the door, failed to stop the little girl. Before she slipped inside, she even instructed him, "Uncle Liaochen, make sure you stall them a little longer-"
The instant the door shut, the sound of a group storming up the stairs followed.
Liaochen: "..."
It took no imagination to know that the little girl had come up with another "brilliant" idea aimed at the people approaching them.
Liaochen took a deep breath and turned to stand at the top of the stairs. "Amitabha."
Wang Qizhi jumped at the sight of someone standing in the corridor so late at night. Once he calmed down and took a closer look, he finally dredged a memory of this man from a corner of his mind.
"Well, if it isn't that servant from the fellow named Gu's household. What-"
Before he could finish his sneering remark, the bald man opposite him interrupted.
Liaochen offered a slight Buddhist salute, then drew out his words. "Benefactor, visiting so late at night..."
A mocking smile surfaced on Wang Qizhi's face. He was about to retort that he could come whenever he pleased when the bald man leisurely continued, "Could it be that you, too, feel you disgraced yourself during the day and were too ashamed to leave the Mansion?"
Wang Qizhi: "..."
Wang Qizhi: "???"
The corners of Wang Qizhi's mouth, which had just lifted, instantly flattened into a tight line. He stared venomously at the man opposite him.
If his elder brother hadn't insisted he stop stirring up trouble and said he would handle the matter of Fuguang himself, Wang Qizhi would never have waited until now to leave the Mansion and deal with these buffoons!
Any other issue could be settled by sending the hired thugs behind him to crush them. But