Hangzhou
"It's not Tianzhen, what are you doing with all these sticky notes? Getting ready to lecture Lord Pang of mine again?" Fatty leaned against the desk, looking at the large white board in front of him covered in notes, written characters, and connecting strings of yarn. He dropped a handful of finished melon seed shells and looked at Wu Xie.
Wu Xie threw down the pen in his hand. "I organized all of this. It's the information sent back by the Zhang Clan."
Chapter 454