"This..." The servant hesitated, sizing Fu Zhiwen up and down again. Fu Zhiwen's eyes shifted. With one hand, he casually felt around his waist, took out a small silver ingot, tucked it into his calling card, and handed it over again with a smile. "I am indeed an old acquaintance of Young Master You. I came this time to keep our previous appointment!"
The servant was exceedingly quick-witted. With a pinch of his hand and a slight hook of his fingers, he slipped the silver ingot into his sleeve even more deftly than Fu Zhiwen had produced it. Then he smiled apologetically again. "Since Young Master Fu is a close friend of our young master, please go report yourself at the side gate to the left. That is where daily household matters of our You Manor are handled!"
"Hehe, many thanks!" Fu Zhiwen put away his calling card and was about to turn back when the servant hurriedly added, "Right, Young Master Fu, if you wish to learn news of our young master, remember... do not say you are his close friend. Just say you have come to settle accounts with him..."
"Oh?" Fu Zhiwen froze and asked curiously, "Why is that?"
But at that moment, another military horse came galloping over. The rider held a yellow scroll in his hand and shouted, "Urgent report for Your Majesty..."
Upon hearing this, how could the servant possibly say more to Fu Zhiwen? He gave Fu Zhiwen an apologetic smile, then hurried over.
Fu Zhiwen knew this concerned a military secret of the Yifeng Kingdom and that he should not delay matters. He likewise stepped slightly aside and returned down one side of the stairs. Yet when he raised his eyes toward Xiao Hua, he was stunned once more. The place where