Upstairs, Dongfang Ming saw Wang Xixuan coming with Ming Yan, so he sat back by the table and began to make tea.
Along the way, Wang Xixuan got lost in thought, wondering how he should inform the man about his sister's situation.
Because right now, Dongfang Ming was perhaps the only one who could save her!
"Master Wang, please come in." Ming Yan pushed the door open and respectfully allowed Wang Xixuan to enter first.
Dongfang Ming was already expecting the two. He looked over to them. "Brother Wang, I have prepared your favorite Biluochun tea. Have a seat."
Sadness hanging on his face, Wang Xixuan sat down and drank his tea in one gulp.
It was hot out there, and he was terribly upset. He needed to quench his thirst.
There was a block of ice in the room, but he could not feel the coolness.
"What's on your mind?" Dongfang Ming asked him, concerned.
"Brother Dongfang, I…" Wang Xixuan could not find the words, for once. He sighed, brows furrowed.
"Hmm…"
