Hong Yao seemed to be silently conversing with an invisible presence. Gu Yu pretended not to notice, only sensing an extremely subtle aura flash by and disappear into the air.
The street outside was already in chaos. The death of the Huang Family's young master was big news, enough to stir up a commotion like a boiling cauldron.
Shao Le ran upstairs, his footsteps pounding heavily, his plump figure struggling for breath. He poured himself a drink, saying, "Oh dear, oh dear, scared me to death! I need this to calm my nerves!"
Gu Yu gave him a sidelong glance, intending to pull out a few Red Coins. His hand paused, however, and he replaced them with several Silver Beads from Qiyuan, tossing them to the young women. "You may leave now. There's no need to serve us."
"Th-Thank you, sir!"
The women, trembling with fear, bowed and backed out of the room—Hong Yao included, her face painted with exaggerated terror.
