Gu Yan knew that everyone in the Xie family would be curious about this.
If it were her, she would be curious too.
However, curiosity was curiosity. If the other party didn’t want to talk about something, she would definitely not ask.
For example, Grandma and Grandpa did this.
As for Xie Yuge and his wife, as well as Jiang Xiaodie, they might not have realized this. Or, even if they did, they thought that compared to this matter, grandfather Xie and Gu Yan’s health was the most important.
Thus, Xie Yun and Xie Yuzhe were left.
The study room fell silent.
Gu Yan did not directly answer Xie Yun’s question. Instead, he turned his head and looked seriously at Old Madam Xie and Xie An, “Grandma and Grandpa, I met an antique shop owner by chance. He has silver hair and looks like a deity. He said that we were fated and said that he accepted me as his disciple.”
In fact, Gu Yan had thought of this reason when she heard about the silver-haired Daoist.
