Qi Yuanliang, meanwhile, was staring in the direction Ye Liuyun had left, eyes narrowed, lost in thought.
...
"A bunch of bastards, I finally get it—the Southern Governor isn't much of a decent guy either!"
He'd been holding back a bellyful of complaints.
As soon as they got back to Ye Liuyun's turf, Shi Sheng couldn't hold it in and yelled right out.
He didn't care at all if those Embroidered Uniform Guards outside heard him.
In Shi Sheng's eyes, let them hear if that's what happens, what's the worst that could come out of it—if word gets out, so what? At most, come over and try to beat me up.
"That useless guy who only knows how to hand out gifts—why on earth did he become Lord Thousand Households before our lord? Shi Xing'an, that guy isn't worthy."
Just now, if Ye Liuyun hadn't stopped him, Shi Sheng was really ready to throw down.
