Bab 336: 324: Make the old scum bleed a little_1

The old estate of the Allen Family was nestled in Qi Mountain in Westdale.

Aunt King heard the door open and came out of the kitchen.

"Young Master Yale is back."

"Aunt King."

As he entered, he took off his coat.

Aunt King took the coat and hung it up, "You haven't been back in a long time."

"I've been pretty busy lately."

Aunt King had come to work for the Allen Family when she was young, more than twenty or thirty years ago.

"Even if you're busy, you have to take care of your health. Have you had dinner? There's still soup simmering in the pot."

"I've already eaten."

Yale Allen walked to the study and knocked on the door.

Aunt King placed a cup of warm water on the table and said, "The old master isn't home; he's gone out to meet a guest."

Yale Allen went over and sat down, "Aunt King, give me the keys to the third floor."

Aunt King clenched the hem of her apron, looking uneasy as she lowered her head, "The keys are with the old master."