Guo Neng thought through these matters. He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and convinced himself.
"Those thieves have such shrewd minds, they must have calculated the timing perfectly!
As a man, I must be flexible. Let's make a deal then, it's just an old thief after all.
As long as I get through this critical period and clean up all the matters written on this paper, those thieves will not be able to touch me afterwards, and then..."
Guo Neng opened his eyes, which were already clear and bright.
After the guard who was passing the message left, he said to the people around him with a cold voice, "Return to the residence!"
"Yes, young master."
In the night, Ma Neng's carriage raced towards the Guo residence.
On a nearby rooftop, a gust of wind blew by, as if a figure had flitted across.
In the courtyard, only the Servant Boy was left, lying on the ground, ignored by all.