The maid spoke indifferently, "Our leader is someone who likes tranquility and dislikes noise and commotion."
She then lowered her voice and continued, "The lady is here to meditate and heal her illness, and peace is most needed. Do not make too much noise later on."
Mo Lingling and A'niu immediately nodded obediently, daring not to utter another word.
The maid swiftly led them to a reception room.
"Wait here for a moment, and the leader will arrive shortly."
The mention of Murong Jiang coming in person made Mo Lingling unavoidably nervous.
On the other hand, A'niu remained calm.
Suddenly, a tall figure strode into the room.
The newcomer appeared to be in his early sixties.
He exuded the authority of someone in a position of power.
The distance and unfamiliarity he projected made others keep their distance.
This caused Mo Lingling to feel tension within herself.
A'niu unabashedly surveyed Murong Jiang.
Internally he acknowledged, there is a certain clout about him.