My Words Are the Rules

A black Bentley stopped at the front door of the Mu Mansion on Tianyu Mountain. A middle-aged man in a tailored black suit got out of the car and stood silently at the door.

Wearing gold-framed glasses, his sharp eyes stared at the door until the butler opened it.

"Butler Zhao, long time no see!"

Butler Zhao of Mu Mansion looked at the man who had just driven up. He was the butler of the Mu family's main mansion. Butler Zhao smiled politely. "Butler Rong, long time no see. Please come inside. The Young Master hasn't gotten up yet, so you'll have to wait a moment. I'll go and get him up."

"Perfect!" Rong Zhen nodded and followed Butler Zhao into the house.

Mu Feichi didn't seem to be surprised that Butler Rong had come over. At the Weiya Banquet, he had simply left everyone and run away. There was no way Mu Chongli would want to settle accounts with him.