Sitting in the carriage on the way back, Lord Feng looked at Gu Yunzhi, whose expression was stern and inscrutable. Not knowing what he was thinking, he asked, "Yunzhi, what are you thinking about? Is something troubling you?"
"I'm just thinking about some things, but I haven't figured them out yet."
Having interacted with Gu Yunzhi for a long time, he knew his temperament. Although eccentric, he was never arrogant. Given his current demeanor, he must truly be contemplating something.
"Are you perhaps curious about why the Tang Family Patriarch wanted to see me, but find it inconvenient to ask?" Lord Feng inquired tentatively. The matter of the salt formula was indeed of great importance, and even if Gu Yunzhi were to ask, he wasn't sure if he should tell him. But he was certain in his heart that even if he shared it with him, he wouldn't go around spreading it carelessly.
