Jiang Yifan certainly didn't care about the reputation of the woman outside; he glanced sardonically at Jinrong and said, "No one knows who brought it upon herself, as to what that little lady is thinking, who can say? She might have approached because of your, Sixth Master, identity."
"Nonsense, how would she know my identity? I doubt Zhou Bingyi has the guts, and even if someone from the Liang family is his nephew, he wouldn't dare disclose my identity to the Liang family. Not to mention that young girl, what could she possibly know?" Clearly, Jinrong was unwilling to take the blame.
"All right. She may not know your identity, but with the Prefectural Magistrate treating you so respectfully and being so secretive about your status, she isn't foolish. As long as she understands that your identity is no simple matter, that's enough; she doesn't need to know more."
Jinrong snorted coldly; so what? Who would dare pursue him asking about his status?