Zhou Min's resolve wavered after hearing Xiong Zhi's plea. He wanted to help his son, too.
However, he was the head butler. Telling her meant disobeying his master's orders to not involve Young Miss Zhi in this situation. He would also end up violating the butler's code of conduct.
"Please," Xiong Zhi pleaded again. She could see that Butler Zhou Min was wavering.
After a moment of hesitation, finally, Butler Zhou Min sighed.
"The elder will come here to preside over Linfeng's one chance of pardon."
Xiong Zhi's widened. As a Xiong, she naturally knew what that means.
"I really don't know what my son is thinking—" then Zhou Min stopped and stared at Xiong Zhi.
The other matter was still clear in his mind. Young Miss Zhi should not know of this matter.
