Deep in self-reflection, Wei Zhen walked through the second gate. Upon arriving at the front courtyard, he ran into Di Wu Yi Zhao.

“Greetings, Mister.”

“Sir Wei, you’re in quite a hurry and looking so serious. Could it be that you’ve just come from Cefei’s place?” Right behind Wei Zhen was the corridor leading to the study. Since he had walked straight ahead without turning, it was likely he was on an errand for that mistress.