The butler was shocked. "Young… Young Master?" No way, did Young Master send Master's armor to the Xiao Manor?
"Didn't the armor fall into the hands of the Nanzhao envoy? How did Young Master get it?" The butler asked in confusion.
"I don't know." Xiao Zhenting carefully stroked the armor, his eyes filled with the kindness of a father. "But he must have taken a lot of effort."
The butler's eyes heated up. If he remembered correctly, this was the first time his young master had given his master something. He had seen how his master had silently protected his young master all these years. However, his young master was still unwilling to accept his master. Other than feeling sad for his master, he could not help but feel a little discouraged. However, his master did not let them say anything. He thought that this would continue on.
"Boohoo, Master…" The butler cried excitedly.
Xiao Zhenting patted his shoulder and returned to the room in a good mood.
