Hong Family, Hong Weiqing's study.
Hong Bangzhao sat opposite Hong Weiqing once more.
This time, there was a beautiful woman beside him, Hong Wenli, who had attacked Lin Yuan a few days ago.
Hong Bangzhao's expression was calm; inviting Hong Wenli today was precisely to show Hong Weiqing his previous speculations about Lin Yuan.
"Wenli, you did well." Hong Weiqing looked at Hong Wenli, a satisfied look surfaced on his face, and he praised her.
"The Pei family reacted quickly; otherwise, given a little more time, I would surely have been able to cut Lin Yuan down with my sword." Hong Wenli wasn't proud, just shook her head in regret.
"There's no rush in this matter; whether we kill him or not won't make much difference." Hong Weiqing chuckled, straightening his posture: "I've received news that the selection of disciples for the martial arts academy is likely to be advanced. In the near term, do not slacken off; prepare accordingly, it might be an opportunity."
