Since Xie Yunhe had given the order, Steward Pang could only accept his fate and prepared a residence for the two of them.
However, Old Master did not specify where they would stay. If it was up to him, he could forget about arranging a good place for them.
He brought the two of them to the small courtyard in the most remote part of the residence—West Wind Courtyard.
Mei Ji frowned in disdain. "Are you asking for a beating?"
Steward Pang chuckled and said, "Master didn't acknowledge your identities. When we find out the truth later, he will chase you out! It's already a bargain for you to stay here!"
Killing intent flashed in Mei Ji's eyes.
"Mei Ji." Su Xiaoxiao stopped her.
Mei Ji snorted coldly and entered the courtyard without looking back.
Steward Pang looked at her back and frowned inexplicably.
Was it an illusion just now?
The back of his head suddenly turned cold.
