'Chu Yanwu's ancestor must have sworn a Blood Oath to someone, and Lin Hao just happens to be that person's descendant.'
'This had to be the truth.'
'How else could Chu Yanwu have submitted so meekly and so quickly?'
Once she understood the reason, Yunxi's heart sank.
Lin Hao had openly let her in on the secret, which clearly meant he had no intention of letting her go.
The thought of Lin Hao making her a maid made Yunxi's face instantly turn pale.
Just then, her eyes met Lin Hao's, and she saw him staring at her with a smirk.
Yunxi shuddered inwardly.
"Old Chu, quickly, bring out the wine buried underground. Then, prepare a large, comfortable bed and a fine zither for me." After glancing at her, Lin Hao personally stepped forward to help the still-kneeling Chu Yanwu to his feet and then gave his orders.
"Yes, this old servant will see to it at once. Please wait a moment, Master." Chu Yanwu immediately slipped into his role, humbling himself.
