Chapter 92 Lord Quan the Fourth Forces a Marriage! (6)

He nodded, and Emperor Quan turned the cue stick in his hand again, "Who received it?"

"Director Quan's chief secretary."

"Good, well done. My elder sister will handle the wedding arrangements. The rest, you take care of."

"Yes, Fourth Master."

"Remember, don't tell Fifth Brother about this."

"I understand."

After giving him another indifferent glance, Emperor Quan shook his head, flicking away the dampness from his hair after the shower, then put down the cue stick and said nonchalantly, "You two play, I'm going to lie down for a bit."

"Mhm."

Before leaving, Emperor Quan suddenly turned back, his dark and brooding gaze dimming slightly, "Iron Hand, I've always had high hopes for you."

His words hit Iron Hand like a hammer to the chest. Startled for two seconds, Iron Hand squinted his eyes and spoke slowly, "Fourth Master, I toward..."

"Spit it out, did you fucking take the wrong medicine today? Stop your yapping! Play for a while and then get some sleep."