"Master, Miss Fulingxi has come to visit," Zhuang Zhixuan reported as he entered.
Suo Lun was taken aback. Why would Fulingxi come at this time? To rescue Fang Qingyi?
It was unnecessary. Everyone knew Suo Lun wouldn't kill Fang Qingyi. There was nothing to negotiate; Suo Lun detaining him and giving him a rough time as an outlet for his frustration was enough.
"Let her in!" Suo Lun commanded.
Fulingxi appeared as if reversing in age, her demeanor elegant, her aura graceful and exquisitely captivating, every step she took as textbook-perfect in grace.
Upon arriving before Suo Lun, Fulingxi bowed meticulously and said, "Greetings to Your Grace, the Regent Duke."
Suo Lun asked, "Miss Fulingxi, what brings you here?"
Fulingxi answered, "It's still about my father's situation. Recently, Your Grace has emerged victorious and has smoothly weathered the financial crisis. Now my father's imprisonment serves no purpose. Please have mercy on his old age, Your Grace, and release him!"