“Why are you here?”Cindy was puzzled at first, but then she realized that Mr. Huo was a legend, a legend who had grown from a grassroots to a big shot.
But his current identity was the same as those people like Mister...
Would the Dragon Slayer eventually become an evil dragon?
Cindy thought of this famous saying.
“Young lady, don’t be so sad at such a young age. Come, have a cup of tea...”elder Huo said with a smile.
Cindy hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she still respectfully greeted him and sat down opposite him.
The decorations in front of elder Huo were very simple. A wooden table, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of chinese-style green tea... ...
Cindy was not interested in this kind of light green drink. She just took a sip and asked straightforwardly, “Mr. Huo, do you have any advice?”
“You’re good at Chinese...”elder Huo’s eyes lit up.
“I spent a few years in Huazhong...”Cindy smiled.
