Early the next morning, Ling Xiao rose. He circulated his Spiritual Power for a full cycle before getting up and heading outside.
The servants in the courtyard had risen even earlier and were already busy with the tasks assigned by Chunlan and Qiuyue, all of them working deftly. Upon seeing Ling Xiao, they all bowed in greeting. When they first arrived at the Viscount's Mansion, their gazes held only reverence and fear. Now, over the past two days, gratitude had begun to take its place.
Everyone knew that although their young noble master was a man of few words who rarely smiled, he was extremely lenient with them, the lowliest of servants. For people like them, most of whom came from poor families, selling themselves to a noble household was a helpless last resort. If they had the misfortune of ending up with a cruel and exacting master, they could only curse their luck.
