Li Dan had been keeping a close eye on Zhu Yue's carriage, and when he realized she had arrived at the Duke of Qi's residence, he grew anxious.
Fearing that Su Luo might come up with a cunning plan to help Zhu Yue out of her current predicament, he urgently sent over his men.
Actually, he would have preferred to come himself, but his physical condition didn't allow it, causing him pain with every move.
Su Luo, as cool as a cucumber, told Li Dan's servant, "Don't worry, I haven't delayed your young master's affairs at all. In fact, I've done him a favor by convincing Sister Yue to marry him."
The servant's face lit up, "Really? We are truly grateful to the young Madame then."
With that, he kept nodding and bowing repeatedly, showing his respect.
Su Luo, somewhat embarrassed, touched her nose and said, "Well, she might marry him, but how she'll treat your young master afterward, I can't guarantee."