Nangong Jin huffed, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes, "What's the point of having a group of people if everything requires my personal involvement? Let them handle it first, and only come to me if they can't resolve the issue."
"Yes." Feng Rao lowered her head, wanting to say more but suddenly heard a crisp and fragile voice coming from inside the room.
"Jin Brother, what are you doing? Why is it taking so long?"
It was Di Jinxuan's voice. Although Di Jinxuan in the room couldn't hear their conversation clearly, she knew there was a woman at the door.
She had a pretty good idea who it was.
Feng Rao trembled violently, her heart aching to the extreme.
Her eyes quickly became blurry. Lowering her eyelids, she intended to say, 'Master, the mistress is calling for you,' but before she could speak, she heard Nangong Jin answer, "Coming, dear."
Then turning to her, Nangong Jin said, "You may leave."
"Yes." Feng Rao had no choice but to obey his command.
