Zhang Xiaochen's face was also filled with anger. "Brother Dao Feng, you worked so hard to climb to your current position. Now that you've made it, those family members have come to drag you down. If those people get their hands on some resources, I'm afraid they'll cause even greater harm. When that happens, you losing face will be the least of our worries; what's worse is that they might attract the attention of even higher-ranking officials."
"Alright, I'm already aware of the situation. It's rare for us to be together, so let's not fret over these things. Come on, I'll take you for some breakfast," Dao Feng said. Seeing that the time was about right, he led Zhang Xiaochen straight to the Imperial Kitchen.
