Although he was an orphan, Yao Ling had managed to become a general with his own wit. Furthermore, he must've been raised quite well by the Yao Family. As such, they were interested in meeting up with him.
Their words echoed across the room.
At that point, Old Madam Yao waved her hand. "It's not like that," she quickly said. "The child we've spoken of is not a general, but a working employee. This must've just been prepared from one of his company's staff. Qin Man must've heard the name wrong."
Her face was cold and her voice was firm, which stunned everyone present.
"What? Is he really not a general?"
"But Madame Yao had said it with absolute certainty? Besides, if he were just an employee, how could he afford something this expensive?"
The precious Ming Dynasty porcelain bowl was there for everyone to gaze at.
Even Qin Man furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
