Yunjin Prime Manor…
Facing the light, Qiao Xiyan squinted his eyes as he examined the cutting edge of a blade. The knives were small, but the blades were unusually sharp and hiding their edges.
Especially under the light, the sharp edges of the knives were silvery, looking luminous and scary.
"Young Master Qiao, have some tea." Uncle Nian sized him up and smiled even more amiable. "I had the honor of meeting Old Master Qiao before. You look a little similar to him."
"Really?" Qiao Xiyan put down his knife and accepted the tea with both hands.
"Old Master always said that Old Master Qiao was crazy about jades and stones. I think all of you in the Qiao family are the same."
Qiao Xiyan didn't refute his words. "By the way, how old is Third Master Fu?"
"He'll be twenty-seven after his birthday this year. You two are around the same age, right?"
He's around the same age as me? I just said that Fu Chen was middle-aged. Erm…
