"Enough. I've already taken care of everything that could expose us."
The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair, a confident smile returning to his face.
"But now that you mention it… there's only one thing left that could cause trouble…"
"…The contract with the Rain Pavilion."
He glanced toward the locked drawer beneath his desk.
"Originally, I kept it as insurance in case those bastards decided to betray me or deny our agreement. But now that they've failed their mission, there's no reason to keep it anymore."
He let out a cold snort.
"I'll burn it after this. Once the contract is gone, there won't be anything left connecting me to the Rain Pavilion."
The young man's expression grew slightly more relaxed.
"Then… we should be safe, Elder?"
"Of course!" the middle-aged man replied confidently.
"I've already erased every other trace of our involvement. Even if Meng Wan suspects someone within the family, she won't find anything that points to me."
He sneered.
