There was only one week left until Old Madam Ouyang's birthday celebration, but she was set to depart for Qing City at this time, which could delay the event.
Old Madam Ouyang nodded her head, "Yes, it's tomorrow."
Some matters must be dealt with swiftly and decisively.
Butler Zhao furrowed his brow slightly, "What about... the birthday celebration?"
Old Madam Ouyang smiled and said, "I will return before the celebration begins."
"Then I will accompany you."
Old Madam Ouyang thought for a moment, then said, "You stay in the Capital City to prepare for the celebration; Xiao Li and I will go."
Xiao Li was Old Madam Ouyang's personal assistant, skilled in martial arts, and highly trusted by her.
"Alright, I will book the tickets now."
"Hmm." Old Madam Ouyang nodded her head.
Butler Zhao turned and left.
The air was very quiet.
So quiet that one could hear Ouyang Yi tapping a wooden fish.
Old Madam Ouyang sighed softly.
It had been nineteen years.