"Alright, you may go."
"Yes." The steward turned to leave.
"Hold on a moment." Prince Pu, as if suddenly remembering something, called the steward back.
"What else does the Prince instruct?" The steward halted his steps, turned around, and asked with a puzzled look.
"This matter must not be known by others. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Rest assured, Your Highness, your servant understands."
"Go then, make sure to handle it cleanly and leave no handles for others to grab."
"This servant understands."
"Go."
"Yes." The steward hurriedly left.
General's Mansion.
In the evening, Zi Xia returned and swiftly made her way to Qingyuo Pavilion, where she found Xuexue, who was busy calculating accounts in a side room.
"Second Miss, you were indeed correct; Prince Pu made his move against Zhang San."
"What's the situation?"
