Chapter 10: Schemes and Speculations
"Pick up your trash before you leave!" His subsequent word made them hurriedly nod their heads.
Within moments, they were fleeing the courtyard like their lives depended on it, which, given Shi Jing’s current expression, they very well might have.
As their panicked voices faded into the distance, Shi Jing shook his head with a slight sigh.
"Sword Cloud Manor... if these are the disciples they’re producing, perhaps the Ming family’s concerns about their decline aren’t as bleak as I thought?"
"This is unless... there are more complicated matters that I have yet to grasp behind the scene."
For now, he had more important things to consider, how will Ming Feng react to this news?
This senior, he wouldn’t be offended that I act in self-defense right? He thought, his gaze linger on a particular spot in the shadow.
The morning sun climbed higher, casting warm light over the now-peaceful courtyard, as if the brief but decisive battle had been nothing more than a passing cloud.
In the family hall, Li Yao knelt facing Ming Feng, his posture respectful but his eyes sharp with intelligence.
This Li Yao was uncle Yao, who had been "injured" during Ming Muwan’s journey in the Forgotten Dark Forest.
His appearance was now clean and pristine, as though there had never been any injuries at all.