"Housekeeper Xing?" Julian cursed silently in his heart and walked eagerly to Housekeeper Xing, bowing and scraping, "Oh, you're here too?"
"Looking for someone?"
"Yes, indeed! Last time, a shipment went missing..." Julian stammered, unclear about the Feng Family's intentions and their vague attitude towards him.
Housekeeper Xing curled his lips and interrupted, "When the person escaped, they were last chased here and disappeared, right?"
Julian was taken aback; he had thought his actions were undetected, yet Housekeeper Xing knew everything. If he knew, why hasn't Qin Cuifen's impersonation of Sheng Ning been exposed?
Could there be more he doesn't know about?
Considering this possibility, Julian bent even lower. His heart raced, and he lost his confidence, the ambition to deal with Qin Cuifen now feeling as flimsy as paper.
The Feng Family's attitude is ambiguous, the waters run deep, and he can't decipher the situation.
"That's correct, yes." Julian answered honestly.
