"Moreover, Xiao Fengxing was never a good person to begin with. From the start, he harbored thoughts of inheriting the Marquis's mansion, just as the rumors in the capital suggested."
"Initially, he might have endured for a year or two," Fu Shinian said, "But if after two years and then another two years, he realizes that waiting any longer would be futile, he might directly find a way to eliminate you."
"In fact, two years might already be his limit. He may not be willing to wait any longer," Fu Shinian continued. "Therefore, Marquis, you must be extra cautious."
"I will be," Xiao Chengyu nodded. "I never thought I would cause you such worry."
"Naturally, I hope for your well-being, Marquis," Fu Shinian replied.
Xiao Chengyu opened his mouth, but the cold mountain wind swallowed his words.
He only felt a stifling sensation in his chest.
"Shinian," Fu Changqin called out to Fu Shinian from not far away.
Xiao Chengyu asked, "Why were you the only one in the hall earlier?"
