"Young Master, I heard that the Grandmaster Hai Rong has yet to leave as he is waiting for someone."
Hearing this, Mu Ling's face changed.
Originally, Mu Ling had gotten Hai Rong to treat the old master, in the hope that the old master would get better before his birthday, even if he knew that Suyi would return to the Mu family. The old master's strength had been greatly depleted. Even if the old master could never fully recover, Hai Rong might be able to stop the old master's strength from depleting further.
Moreover, Mu Ling knew that Hai Rong would not stay long in the Mu family. However, he had never thought that Hai Rong would stay for such a long time.
"Alright, I hear what you say. Have you sent all the invitation letters out?" Mu Ling waved his hands and sank into contemplation.
"The subordinates had sent out all the letters."
"Uhm." Mu Ling knitted his brows together, seemingly worried.
