Ye Feng returned to the Inner Courtyard and had earlier visited Old Master Hong.
Hong Zhenguo was out of bed; although still very weak, he could barely sit up.
"Mr.Ye, my health is not well, so I can't pay you my respects!"
Hong Zhenguo leaned forward with a smile and added, "I have heard about the events that have taken place these past few days."
Ye Feng didn't pick up the conversation, instead, he asked, "How is your health?"
"Much better now."
Hong Zhenguo nodded and continued, "Thank you for everything that has happened during this period. As for Hong Yuting and the others, I hope Mr.Ye won't take offense."
Ye Feng rarely smiled and said, "If I took them seriously, I'm afraid they wouldn't know how many times they'd died by now."
Hong Zhenguo could only offer a bitter smile in response.