Little Bruiser put down his pen and walked out. "Yes! This is my house! Who are you?"
The State Preceptor had long found out that Yu Wan had a six or seven-year-old brother. It must be this child. Little Bruiser's facial features took after Yu Shaoqing, and he didn't look like Madam Jiang at all.
The State Preceptor asked, "Is your mother around?"
Little Bruiser said, "No! She went out!"
"Do you know where he went?" The State Preceptor asked.
"I know. You're looking for Mrs. Yu, right? I'll bring you there."
A refined young man walked over.
Little Bruiser's eyes lit up. "Brother Qing Yan!"
Qing Yan was neither a Gu Master nor a sorcerer. There was no suspicious aura on him. At most, he had some martial arts, but he had perfectly suppressed it. He looked no different from an ordinary accountant.
The State Preceptor cupped his hands at him.
