"Master Cheng." Bo Jingxing looked at the old man being escorted downstairs and quickly went over. "Are you alright?"
Master Cheng calmly shook his head. "I'm fine."
Then, he saw Ye Wangchuan, Qiao Nian, and the others in the living room. Next, he turned to Shen Jingyan and Wei Ling, who looked like they were mourning their parents…
Master Cheng's gaze paused on Wei Ling for two seconds. Then, he retracted his gaze, sighed, and shook his head. "If Old Master Wei was still alive…"
He did not finish his sentence.
However, Wei Ling felt as if she had been slapped. Her face burned with shame.
Bo Jingxing helped the old man and said, "Let me send you to the hospital for a checkup."
Master Cheng knew they had something to deal with and was not stubborn. He followed Bo Jingxing's instructions.
When he passed by Ye Wangchuan and Qiao Nian, his eyes were gentle as he thanked them warmly.
His voice was not loud.
