The steward listened, giving an awkward smile without saying a word. To be honest, he also felt the master was going too far.
Now, some people can't even afford to eat, isn't it a good thing that someone is selflessly providing porridge?
Cutting off people's food is like cutting off their lifeline; no wonder those people are fighting the master.
If it were him, he would also want to fight desperately.
Wen Qiang understood her father well, and because Zong Jun was present, she was cautious not to speak too bluntly.
Anxious to change the topic, she asked the steward, "Where is Father at this moment?"
The steward pointed her to the courtyard closest to the Wen Mansion's inner chambers.
"The master has been staying in this small house for the past two days, fearing those unruly people outside might break in. Initially, we wanted to help the master leave first, or have him make an appearance, but in this situation, Miss, you see, how could the master step out?"
