"No need, don't worry about dinner either. Just pack your things and leave tonight." On Ge Tonghua's face, there was no sign of reluctance, only enough annoyance and impatience.
As if in front of him was a bothersome plaster that he just wanted to get rid of as fast as possible.
Clenching in his heart, Zhuang Wencheng set the items in his hand on the ground. "As Master put it that way, I'll go pack my stuff."
With that said, he headed towards the backyard.
His steps were heavy, but not slow.
"Master, it's already late. If Wencheng leaves now, he might not find a carriage to go home. Please let Wencheng stay here for one more night." Han Hu suggested softly.
"He won't be lacking a place to stay!" Ge Tonghua snorted. "With enough time to worry about him, you should spend more worrying about things in our shop!"