"Da Chun," he called out after walking a fair distance.
"Sir."
A man in his thirties appeared out of nowhere.
"Go wash up all the people lying at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence. Clean up the blood, too. Just make everything look normal again."
"Yes, sir." Da Chun departed.
When Zhan Yi arrived, he had checked the guards' injuries. The blows had been heavy, but they were all still breathing.
If they're alive, it's not assault. At worst, it's just a brawl.
「The Main Hall」
"Old Man Gu, this marriage of your family's—is it going to happen or not?" Ye Qianning asked, leaning back in her chair.
"In a few days, I will personally seek an audience with the Emperor and reject this marriage."
