The carriage stopped at the gate of Duke Zhen Mansion, and Xie Jingchen came out first.
With a black eye, people were already gossiping as he left the Drunken Moon Pavilion; he couldn't bring himself to ride back while being stared at.
The servant of the Duke Mansion saw his black eye and stood there, stunned.
"Young Master, your eye..."
"Hit the door," Xie Jingchen said coldly.
"How is that possible?" blurted out the servant.
"You know it's impossible and you still ask?!"
Xie Jingchen was angry.
The servant shivered, quickly shrinking his neck and stepping aside.
No need to say it, the young master must have been beaten up.
Behind him, Su Jin's shoulders shook with laughter.
Xie Jingchen, full of anger, stepped into the Duke Mansion, where the steward came up and said, "Young Master and Eldest Young Madam are back."
Xie Jingchen glanced at the steward and saw what was placed against the wall behind him.
His brows immediately furrowed, feeling exhausted.
