The night was getting darker and the moon was now high in the sky.
The atmosphere in the study room was cold and subtle.
Old Master Gu was sitting behind his desk, as he flipped through a book slowly.
Gu Tingfeng and the others were there too.
The tea in Lu Huaiyu's hand had already turned cold.
No one spoke.
This was the scene that Gu Tinglan saw when he entered the room.
The atmosphere made him feel suffocated.
"Father."
Old Master Gu did not even raise his head and only said in a low voice, "You're here. Sit."
Gu Tinglan responded affirmatively and quickly looked around.
His oldest brother and the others were sitting on one side, while Lu Huaiyu sat alone opposite them.
He walked over to Gu Tingyun and sat down beside him.
