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The middle-aged man in the green robe felt helpless and resigned as he thought about it.
He was just a small centurion, not qualified to advise him, much less qualified to teach the Princely Heir how to handle things.
Cheng Tianfeng said, "I want to see this young lady of the Duke An Mansion."
The green-robed middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Princely Heir, this Miss Xiao rarely leaves the mansion, she's there all day long."
"Doesn't leave the mansion?" Cheng Tianfeng pondered, "Then lure her out, who does she care about the most?"
"...It should be Duke An."
"Forget about Duke An." Cheng Tianfeng waved his hand, "A Grandmaster Perfection is not someone you can easily deal with, who else?"
"That would be the young lord." The green-robed middle-aged man thought, "The wife of Duke An passed away early, the young lord was raised by his sister; their relationship is naturally extraordinary."
"Does this young lord often leave the mansion?"
