"Rest assured, I've never been angry with you from beginning to end, so there's no question of forgiveness. Besides, this matter wasn't your fault anyway." Wang Fugui was actually quite open-minded and said calmly, "The door guards were just following the rules and did nothing wrong, don't punish them. As for that little Lord Wu, he was just a bit rash, but it's not like I suffered any loss."
"Ah, Fugui, you are just too kind-hearted and gentle. How can there be such a huge difference between men?" Yun Mengyu said, glancing at Wu Zhiyu before quickly turning away and continuing to chat happily with Fugui, "Alright, since you've spoken, I won't punish them. Otherwise, you'll grab my ear and nag me with a lecture about being too hot-tempered and arrogant again."
Wu Zhiyu's face fell, feeling like his soul had been hit hard.
The King of the North nearly fell from mid-air upon hearing this.
Disciplining Mengyu? This must be a joke, right?
