So Xuan Jian hadn't left the estate at all.
Xu Feng exhaled through his nose.
They really were all on the same wavelength.
They weren't just waiting for him to make a move—his husbands were already moving in tandem with him. They knew what he was planning before he had even said it out loud.
A slow smirk tugged at his lips.
Good.
They were about to change Nanshan.
…
The large reception hall was filled with an unusual energy. This was the first time in Xu Feng's Nanshan Estate's history that nearly every resident was gathered in one place.
Of course, for Xu Feng, it still felt like a small crowd. The grand hall, designed to accommodate a much larger household, had plenty of standing space despite the gathered servants, stewards, and family members.