An Xiu Ming took a deep breath before he explained the meaning of his words.
"Just as Elder Liu said—" An Xiu Ming's words came to a halt when Zhao Yun's loud voice rang out.
"Elder Liu? Why call him old Liu?" asked Zhao Yun, who didn't understand. Some of the youths nodded their heads in agreement with what Zhao Yun had asked.
They seemed very curious about An Xiu Ming, who called prime minister Liu Elder Liu. Except for Lin Lin, of course. She didn't care about such a small thing because the reason was predictable.
"Because Elder Liu already knows my parents and they already have a lot of experience due to their age and their experience that can't be said to be small," An Xiu Ming said casually. He didn't rush into explaining because there was still more than enough time to explain.
Lin Lin nodded her head slowly, then said, "Continue with your explanation."
