After the Old Master's plane landed on a private landing pad, Nuannuan helped him descend from the plane.
Outside the plane, a man had been waiting in the cold wind for god knows how long.
Winter in Emperor District was exceptionally cold. The man wrapped his frail body up in his clothes, looking extremely bloated.
When the old master saw the man, there was a new urgency in his footsteps.
Zhong Nuannuan quickly helped the old man off the plane.
When the man saw the old master emerge from the plane, his eyes lit up, followed by shock and worry.
"Dad, be careful!"
Seeing that the old master was walking down the stairs by himself, the man could not help but stepped forward a little. However, he only took two steps before squatting down.
"Second Master!"
"Zehan!"
