Jin Qianqian still didn't take Hu Dong's words seriously. It wasn't until the next day, when the young masters of the Cao family reiterated their stance after their assessments, that she finally began to think about it in earnest.
Who would have thought that the very next day, the current Madam of the house of the Cao family—Minister Cao's eldest daughter-in-law—would send a calling card and pay a visit.
This was a Madam approaching fifty years of age. However, judging by the wrinkles on her face, she was somewhat different from the pampered Madams of other prestigious families. When she reached out and grasped Jin Qianqian's hands, Jin Qianqian could feel the thick calluses on her palms. But realizing that she also came from a military family, it made some sense. It seemed that over the years, she hadn't let her martial arts practice slip at all.
