Qin Hailu was left feeling embarrassed by Ling Tianyu's forthright words; he had never expected Ling Tianyu to be so straightforward. The three elders nearby were no less awkward, all wearing embarrassed expressions on their faces.
"Cough cough!" Qin Hailu cleared his throat, took a sip of wine, and sat up straight, saying, "Doctor Ling is indeed a forthright person, and that is what I, Qin Hailu, admire the most in those I deal with. Since that is the case, I will not beat around the bush any longer."
"Clap! Clap!"
With his speech finished, the Qin Faction clapped twice toward the doorway.
This piqued Ling Tianyu's curiosity; what was this all about?
Within less than ten seconds, the door to the private room opened, and a tall woman dressed in casual clothes walked in, wearing a disposable mask and her long, black, and lustrous hair lightly curled at the ends.
Ling Tianyu was facing the entrance of the private room with nothing obstructing his view.
