Tian Lin was enjoying his meal when he heard Cui'er's voice from next door:
"My master may not be dead yet, and you are already asking us to leave? Isn't that too hasty?
Does the Tong Family really lack houses that much, to the point where they can't spare an extra dwelling for a new tribute?"
Then, the voice of a servant rose:
"Miss Cui'er, that's not how you should put it. Our Tong Family didn't lack houses before, but do you not know the situation in Pingyang City now?
The number of cultivators gathering here has been increasing, and the number of tributes has grown significantly more than before. The houses are truly scarce.
Moreover, even if your master wasn't slain by the great sword master, since he fell into the sea, could he possibly still be alive?"
As the servants argued below, Cai Shu furrowed her brows first.
Hear her speak: "Xiang'er, go out and send those two maids away. Their noise is unsightly, don't you think?"
