Sikong Wuyou only lightly chuckled, "The matters between An Ning and are none of the Pri Minister’s concern."
After all, a father who doesn’t have a place in An Ning’s heart naturally won’t have a place in his heart either.
Sikong Wuyou is this pragmatic; once confird, he loves whom she loves and worries about whom she worries about.
After leaving the inn, Bai Su asked Sikong Wuyou, "Master, are we just leaving like this?"
Sikong Wuyou: "What else?"
Bai Su suddenly felt a bit out of his depth, scratched his head, and asked, "Why doesn’t Master take the murderer who wanted to kill Miss An’s mother away to convict them?"
Sikong Wuyou said, "An Bingfeng is not just any minor official; the people around him are not ones I can take away as I please."
He could ignore An Bingfeng, but couldn’t cause him any real harm, that was undeniable.
Bai Su: "Then should we just let the murderer who wanted to kill Miss An’s mother get away? If this attempt fails, she might act again next ti..."
By then, even if Miss An bleeds again, it might not be in ti to save soone.
As the person closest to Sikong Wuyou, Bai Su naturally knew how An Ning got injured.
Although he was extrely curious about how An Ning’s blood could save soone, Bai Su understood more that there are things Master might allow him to be reckless with, but so things must never be touched.
Knowing too much might not be good; turning a blind eye might allow one to live longer and stay by Master’s side longer; this had always been Bai Su’s way.
After all, their Master’s actions had always been unusual; without doing this, Bai Su wouldn’t have been able to stay by his side for so long.
Regarding Bai Su’s reminder, Sikong Wuyou was extrely confident, "She will not have another chance to act; otherwise, what do you think I ca here for this ti?"
He didn’t need to act personally, just needed to point out the murderer’s na.
Even if An Bingfeng didn’t believe it, he would beco suspicious, and he would investigate the matter naturally.
An Bingfeng, being the Pri Minister, naturally wielded extraordinary power; whatever he wanted to investigate, no one could hide it from him.
Once he decided to investigate, not only would the attempted assassination of Madam Yan be uncovered, but even the truth about how Li ngjun once ddled in the lives of An Ning and her mother couldn’t escape An Bingfeng’s notice.
However, how to ultimately deal with Li ngjun would depend on whether Madam Yan and An Ning were more important, or whether Li ngjun, who lost her brother for An Bingfeng, was more important.
Although Bai Su still didn’t understand Sikong Wuyou’s intentions, he sensibly stopped asking further questions.
He asked this only to remind Sikong Wuyou that as long as Master had a plan and wasn’t at a disadvantage, it was alright; whether he knew or not was unimportant.
Just as Sikong Wuyou anticipated, just after he left, An Bingfeng had already summoned Li ngjun to appear.
Receiving the sudden summons, Li ngjun was imdiately delighted in his heart.
He had stayed in the Pri Minister Residence for so many years, quietly waiting behind the Master. However, over the years, this was only the third ti he’d been proactively summoned by him.
The first ti was when his brother sacrificed himself to block a sword for the Master; the second ti was when...
At this point, an indescribable emotion suddenly appeared on Li ngjun’s face.
The second ti was when... his fiancée from childhood passed away, and the Master summoned her to ask what her plans for the future were.
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