Zhuge Jingming was sitting in his disciple's car on the way home when his phone rang; it was a call from Wen Xin.
Seeing that it was Wen Xin calling, Zhuge Jingming immediately answered the phone attentively, "Little Uncle-Master, are you very busy? I called you, but you didn't answer."
"Yes, what's the matter?" Wen Xin responded coolly, but didn't answer Zhuge Jingming's question.
"It's like this, Little Uncle-Master, I just came out from the Jiang family. Old Master Jiang is feeling unwell. I wanted you to take a look at him, but I'm not sure if you're available."
Upon hearing that the Jiang family had reached out to Zhuge Jingming, Wen Xin unconsciously raised his eyebrow, his lips lightly pursed, and he hesitated before slowly speaking.
"From now on, try to avoid the Jiang family's matters if you can, don't get involved in their affairs, and especially don't reveal anything about me to the Jiang family. I'm not interested in the Jiang family's affairs."
