Cen Shaoqing nodded slightly.
The few of them walked towards the main hall together.
The hall was very large.
The decorations were very characteristic of the famous clans. Carved decorations could be seen everywhere, as well as decorations representing the famous clans of the prairie.
The hall was filled with mahogany furniture.
The room was warm like spring.
Father Li asked the butler to serve the best tea. He raised the cup and looked at Cen Shaoqing. “Fifth Master, my house is simple and crude. I’ve made you and Miss ye suffer.”
Li Yueyue looked at her father in shock. She could not close her mouth for a long time.
She never knew that Father Li had such a ‘cultural’side.
Was this still her father who drank a lot of wine and ate a lot of meat, and kept saying ‘father’, ‘f * ck’, and ‘Scram’?
At this moment, Li Yueyue even thought that she was hallucinating.
It was the first time she had seen such a magical scene.
