Master Wang eventually left, humiliated, amidst the clamorous voices of the crowd.
In the noisy crowd outside the Winding Pavilion, a plain and unpretentious horse carriage was parked, unassuming in the street. On the carriage body, a simple "Mu" character was too modest to draw much attention.
Ji Xinhe's deep eyes watched the outside scene, only pulling down the carriage curtains once the drama had ended.
Soon after, Shulan boarded the carriage and said, "Master Wang has left."
Xinhe replied indifferently, "I saw."
Shulan bit her lip: "Can we really trust a man like Master Wang?"
"Do you find him suspicious?" Xinhe raised an eyebrow.
Shulan shook her head: "Not suspicious per se, but he is ultimately an outsider, not a confidant of His Highness or the Princess. I fear his loyalty is not complete given his own and his family's interests. My concern is that using such a person comes with great risk."