Shangwen Xia'er's expression coalesced into a deep frown, touched by a shade of defeat. He said faintly, "The Prime Minister can strategize to the heavens, taking down the whole city within a day, without the slightest hiccup, and to have my Grandmaster's Mansion in the palm of his hand is not surprising. It is I, Shangwen Xia'er, who was merely fortunate."
"You flatter me. It wasn't me who possesses such insight but a subordinate I was lucky to bring under my wing years ago. I think you know her; she has been getting along exceedingly well in your Master Shangwen's Mansion, almost reluctant to leave."
As Lin Heng spoke, his gaze turned to someone. Shangwen Yazhi's eyebrows furrowed, and she instinctively shielded the young woman behind her. However, Ling Yun stepped forward on her own, looking toward Lin Heng with a cold clarity in her eyes and a lucid tone of voice.