Realizing this, Qin Mountain and the others all wore expressions as if they were constipated.
Eventually, it was a woman dressed in a colorful gown with a gold bracelet on her wrists and ankles, and a rather beautiful appearance, who looked at Qin Mountain and said:
"Senior Brother Qin, in my humble opinion, the urgent matter at hand is for us to quickly eliminate the misunderstanding with Junior Brother Ji.
You must be well aware of our master's temperament.
If we've made every effort now, then it is fine, but if we do nothing and he personally intervenes and knows all the details, I'm afraid..."
She didn't continue, but both Qin Mountain and Feng Zitao evidently understood her meaning.
Considering that possibility, a tinge of apprehension flashed in Qin Mountain and Feng Zitao's eyes.
Alongside a deep sense of—helplessness.
After a while.
Qin Mountain began to nod with a wry smile.
