It truly fell to Butler Yan, that old steward, to worry over the Young Master’s blossoming romantic heart.
Seeing as things stood, it was time for him to stir up some real trouble.
Butler Yan checked his watch; the evening study session was set to begin in one minute. Calculating that Fu You’an must have been waiting for ten minutes already, he rose, leaned in close to the Young Master, and whispered,
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