Su Qianmo found a seat by the window, ordered two pots of fine wine and a few delicate side dishes, and then proceeded to savor the wine while admiring the scenery outside.
"Young Master, I have procured what you requested."
A burly, well-built man pushed open the door from outside and spoke to the young man seated at the table, sipping wine.
The young man heard him, put down his wine cup, and looked up. Seeing two jars of wine placed on the table, he picked up one and handed it to the burly man.
The burly man took the wine jar, opened its lid, sniffed it, and then inhaled again, exclaiming, "Indeed, this is top-quality brew. Young Master is truly generous!"
"Of course! I haven't spared a single cent of the bounty my master gave me!"
The young man tilted his head back proudly, with an expression that clearly conveyed his expectation of admiration.
"Young Master, you jest. This humble servant dares not accept such praise!"
The burly man clasped his hands into a fist and bowed, saying.
"Hmph, you dare not accept? I think you simply dare not!"
The young man slammed the wine jar onto the table and rebuked him, "Don't think I can't see through you! I know your master's character better than you do! He's nothing but a prodigal son who indulges in all sorts of vices! As his subordinates, how can we compare ourselves to our master? If you had his capabilities, how could you be in your current position?"
"This… this servant understands, but how can things in this world always go as one wishes? Some things are destined to be achieved only through effort! Although this humble servant lacks those abilities, as long as I strive, there should be some reward, right?"
The burly man lowered his head, not daring to meet the young man's gaze.
"Effort? Hmph!"
The man sneered and cast a disdainful glance at him, saying, "You are merely a servant. What can your master do for you? He will only lead you to your death!"
"This servant does not fear death."
The burly man straightened his back and said righteously, "This servant merely hopes to live with more dignity, not to spend his entire life groveling at his master's feet like a dog! My life was saved by my master. If he wants my life, this humble servant will have no regrets."
"Heh, you have some backbone after all!"
The young man clapped his hands, "Since you have the courage to risk your life for your master, it proves you are qualified to make a deal with me."
"What deal?"
"I can help you, help you eliminate your enemy."
"Eliminate whom?"
"Your good master—Murong Haoyue."
The young man said coldly.
"No, I cannot!"
Zizhu shook her head and refused.
Murong Haoyue was the eldest son of the Su family, and Su Qianmo's fiancé. How could he be the one she killed?
Seeing Zizhu's panicked expression, Su Qianmo frowned. "Why are you so nervous? Are you afraid I will kill Murong Haoyue?"
"No, it's not that, Miss. This servant did not mean that."
Zizhu quickly explained.
"Hmph, regardless of what you think, you just need to remember my promise to you today. You don't need to worry about other matters; just serve your master well."
"But..."
"No 'buts.' If you continue to be difficult, I will have you sent back, and I will explain to your master. You can rest assured."
Su Qianmo interrupted her, her tone firm.
Zizhu gritted her teeth. "Yes."
She knew that nothing she said now would be of any use, so she chose to comply.
Su Qianmo smiled with satisfaction and continued to drink her fine wine.
She was curious to see what capabilities Murong Haoyue possessed that made her sister miss him for so long.
She intended to investigate this person thoroughly and then torment him severely.
Zizhu cleared all the food from the table, paid the bill, and left.
Su Qianmo threw the dishes and chopsticks on the table into the trash, got up, and left the hotel.
Not long after walking out of the tavern, Su Qianmo encountered a magnificent carriage.
Su Qianmo looked at the emblem on the carriage and sneered dismissively.
The legitimate daughter of the Su family?
Su Qianmo chuckled coldly, then walked to the side of the road and hailed a carriage.
The coachman, seeing Su Qianmo stop his carriage, was so frightened that he quickly jumped down and knelt on the ground.
"G-Greatest Young Lady, spare my life! This humble servant is here on the master's orders to fetch the Greatest Young Lady."
"Oh? Fetch me? Do you know where I am going?"
"Greatest Young Lady, you did not inform the master of your departure this time."
The coachman replied, trembling.
"Since that is the case, I shall have to trouble you."
Su Qianmo slightly curved her lips, revealing a charmingly wicked smile.
"W-What?"
The coachman asked, bewildered.
"I want to see Murong Haoyue."
"Ah?"
"I know you are afraid of him, so I will handle this matter. You just need to do as I say."
Su Qianmo said, and before the coachman could refuse, she jumped onto the carriage.
"Alas, what is to be done! The master said to obey the Greatest Young Lady's every command and not to make any mistakes. If anything were to happen to the Greatest Young Lady, we would not be able to bear the consequences!"
The coachman was extremely anxious but helpless.
"Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt."
Su Qianmo chuckled softly.
The Su family's carriage stopped in front of the most luxurious and upscale inn in the capital. A servant lifted the curtain and said respectfully, "Greatest Young Lady, please alight. We have arrived."
"Mm."
Su Qianmo responded lightly and alighted from the carriage.
Seeing this, the servant from the carriage quickly got down to hold an umbrella for her.
"Thank you."
Su Qianmo smiled politely at him and then led the group into the main hall.
Inside the main hall, various delicacies and fine dishes were laid out.
A handsome and refined young man sat in the main seat, dressed in opulent attire, elegant and beautiful, clearly a legitimate daughter of a prominent family.
"Second Miss Su, it has been a long time!"
Seeing Su Qianmo enter with a group of maids, Murong Haoyue immediately put down his wine cup and stood up.
"So it is Your Highness the Seventh Prince."
Su Qianmo nodded indifferently, then sat in a corner farthest from Murong Haoyue, picked up a wine glass from the table, and took a sip.
"Second Miss Su, please make yourself comfortable."
Murong Haoyue said politely.
Su Qianmo couldn't be bothered to respond and continued drinking on her own.
Seeing that Su Qianmo was ignoring him, Murong Haoyue also found it uninteresting. He sat down again and went to chat with another noblewoman.
In a short while, sounds of laughter and playful banter could be heard, and it seemed as if people were flattering each other.
Soon, Murong Haoyue also came to the main hall.
His arrival immediately caused a stir!
"Heavens, the Seventh Prince has arrived! The Seventh Prince is personally here to fetch Second Miss Su. It seems Second Miss Su is very important in the Seventh Prince's heart!"
"For such an important woman, it's no wonder the Seventh Prince is so infatuated with her."
Everyone was discussing.
Murong Haoyue, clad in snow-white robes, possessed an elegant demeanor, like an immortal descended to earth.
Amidst the gazes of everyone present, he approached Su Qianmo's side.