Zhao Tiezhu was unaware of the calculations being made by the three elders. He had spoken the way he did out of his own considerations; one simply had to be on guard.
He returned to the east main room with Wang Cuilian and entered the small parlor. It was a mess; the signs of a thorough search were obvious, as if a typhoon had swept through the place.
"I suppose this happened when my father was leaving?" Wang Cuilian wondered. She thought about her departed father—she really ought to arrange a good job for him to help her out. After enduring so much cold treatment at the hands of the Miao Family, it was time he had his revenge. She began to tidy up in silence.
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