Aunt Qiu, knowing he couldn't speak, continued, "I spent many years finding a place full of invaluable antiques and paintings. If you burn it down, I'll help you leave the Su Family and rise again. Then, you can deal with Lu Yanbin's concubine however you like."
Hao Yun frowned deeply.
He didn't know if he should trust Aunt Qiu, but right now, she seemed to be the only one he could trust.
He looked up at Aunt Qiu, and there was still a hint of doubt in Hao Yun's eyes.
Aunt Qiu said, "At this point, you have no choice but to trust me."
Hao Yun couldn't speak, so he dipped his hand in the tea on the table and wrote: I'm too injured to get out at all.
Aunt Qiu's smile grew deeper, "As long as you agree, I will make sure you recover quickly."
Hao Yun still hesitated: What exactly is the place you're talking about?
"Old Marquis Lu's Treasure Pavilion."
Old Marquis Lu was obsessed with collecting, to the point of madness. Almost everyone in the Capital knew this.
