Old master Qu's eyes were full of reluctance, and his gaze on her became sorrowful with a hint of pity. It was unknown if he was pitying her, but he felt powerless at this moment. Ever since his mother was taken away, his complexion had been getting worse day by day.
It was as if his entire spirit had become pitiful.
"Alright, it's fine. Rest in peace, old master qu."
Ji Ziming's eyes were cold, and the atmosphere around him turned cold. Even his parents did not say a word. He did not have much interaction with old master qu, so his father understood the situation when he saw his son's cold attitude.
"Oh, Okay, okay."
