Chapter One Hundred Ninety: Advancing and Retreating

Tang Gaomin listened to Hua Ji's stubborn words, gritting his teeth with annoyance. How true it was that servants were just like their masters, both as stubborn as mules.

If Tang Luo's letter were to anger the Great Elder, this steward would definitely be done for. Knowing Tang Luo's audacious nature, he had assigned the task to the children of the clan after just losing a bodyguard, it was even less likely for him to back down from the Great Elder.

His intention of sending the letter to the mansion was to save him from the impending danger, but this man didn't appreciate his goodwill.

Hua Ji was unaware of these little tricks, but Tang Siyuan saw through them at a glance.

He smiled at Tang Gaomin, looking at Hua Ji, he said, "Go get the letter for the Sixth Elder."

"I obey the command of the Great Elder," Hua Ji didn't suspect a thing and quickly exited.

Tang Gaomin watched Hua Ji's retreating figure, mumbling to himself: Hopeless, utterly hopeless!