Ye Zhi narrowed her apricot-colored eyes: "No matter what you say, it’s useless. I won’t listen."

She was about to flare up again, but reason told her that dozens of Investigation Factory agents surrounded her, not even a mosquito could get through. She couldn’t act impulsively. The people at the Investigation Factory already knew it was she who broke into the prison.

A prison break! If things went wrong, her whole clan could be executed. It was ultimately her carelessness.

The only person she could rely on at the moment was Shen Chen. He was a man with means, using some unknown methods to make everyone at the Investigation Factory obey his every command.

Emperor Jingping was getting older, and his health was deteriorating, making it hard for him to manage affairs. For example, Six Gates was easily infiltrated by Prince An Li Shu, and during Shen Chen’s tenure as Prime Minister, the Investigation Factory was left to his charge.

Now, the person with the power over her life and death was Shen Chen, the financial backer whose thigh she needed to hug tightly. She couldn’t act recklessly, nor could she hit him again!

So frustrating...

Ye Zhi took a deep breath, calming her mood, and put away the Meihua Spear, quickly replacing it with a friendly smile: "Xiao Chen, after so many days since we met, we find ourselves like this. Not good, not good. How about we find a place to chat properly first, how do you feel about that?"

The girl’s eyebrows arched beautifully, and her dimples were shallow.

Shen Chen had a moment of distraction.

He clearly felt Ah Zhi’s sudden change in attitude towards him; there must be a reason. Usually so insightful, he couldn’t figure out what it was.

But even if ahead was a bottomless abyss!

Having Ah Zhi by his side was enough. He said gently, "Alright, as you say, let’s talk at the Government Office."

Ye Zhi wasn’t willing, going back there would make it even easier to throw her in jail, so she immediately opposed: "No, no, no, let’s just talk at the Bright Moon Inn. I left my bags there, so it’ll be convenient to pack later. You should have everyone retreat. With so many people around, what can I say to you?"

As if afraid he’d go back on his word, she took the lead, spear in hand, heading under the corridor in the inn’s backyard, making her way toward the stairs, targeting the second floor.

"You all step back, no need to interfere in this matter, I will handle it myself," Shen Chen instructed, striding after the young girl ahead.

Qin Yin watched his master’s back and spoke: "Mr. Shen, I should still stay to protect you, I fear you’re no match for Miss Ye."

The other party ascended the stairs without turning, ignoring him...

Is this the so-called prioritizing beauty over loyalty? Qin Yin gently touched his forehead and sighed, never expecting Mr. Shen to be such a romantic...

He called out to everyone: "Withdraw, withdraw. Prime Minister Shen will handle this matter, you don’t need to worry yourselves."

As his words fell, the Investigation Factory people scattered like birds taking flight.

The agents were specially trained; their master is Chancellor Shen, whatever he says goes. Naturally, they wouldn’t speak indiscriminately about what shouldn’t be said. Qin Yin was well aware of this; no need to deliberately remind them to keep it secret, the agents understood well enough.

After all, Mr. Shen’s methods were far from ordinary.

In the backyard, only Qin Yin, Ling Que, and four others remained.

Peng Ran’s jet-black eyes twinkled with gossip: "Do you think Miss Ye and Senior Brother Shen will start a fight, or will they reunite and indulge in romantic affection?"

Guo Hao, being his best partner, immediately speculated and pondered, rubbing his chin.

"I guess they will indulge in affection. After all, since Miss Ye left home, Senior Brother Shen missed her so much that he almost fell ill from longing. There’s no way they’d start a fight."