Yating slowly got up from his seat and faced Butler Mo, who was trying to keep his smile intact. "What's wrong, Uncle?"
Butler Mo held his hand and with his anxious gaze, tried to convey his complicated feelings. "Young master, you cannot believe in anything that they say! Whether it's Cheng Yin or…Duan Ren! Th-They must have a hidden agenda!"
"I am not believing anything-"
"What…what is happening here?"
They looked back and saw Gu Rong standing at the stairs with a dazed and lost gaze. The empty water jug in his hand was trembling and close to falling.
"What is this…about Duan Ren I am hearing?"
Butler Mo silently gasped.
"Master, you heard it wrongly-"
"No, I didn't. You mentioned her…Why did you mention her?"
He let go of the jug from his hands that shattered with impact on the floor and immediately rushed towards Yating. He grabbed his shoulders with a distinct fear laced in his eyes.
