"Sit," said Old Master Lu. Is he going to make me say it the third time?
However, Su Qingdong still did not dare to sit down. He was afraid that the Old Master Lu would say that he had no manners if he sat down.
"Sit," Old Master Lu exclaimed with the urge to hit the table.
"Do you think that I have strong bones hence, you want me to look up at you?"
Su Qingdong hurriedly sat down.
"Say it," Old Master Lu uttered while he was still holding onto his pot. Every day, he mourned for his seven broken cups.
"Old Master Lu, the thing is…..."
Su Qingdong started telling Old Master Lu the reason for his visit.
After listening, Old Master Lu understood right away as it was said in a straightforward manner. He would be an idiot if he did not understand.
