"Tsk, Tsk, Miss Zhou, I must know what's so good about you that you have my daughter wallowing in shame. Look at what she has become because of you. I have to end you anyway."
.........…..
In the restaurant.
His feet tapped nervously on the ground, his head raised towards the clock, and his eyes read the time from it. It had been an hour and thirty minutes since he waited for Old Man Mu's arrival, yet he was nowhere to be seen.
About to leave, Haoru rose from the chair. His face met the old, wrinkled one of Mu Jialing. Haoru retracted his steps and bowed his head as a sign of respect for Jialing.
Jialing scoffed and threw his gaze away from him. With the aid of Butler Ke, he was led to the table, where Haoru stood and sat down. He dismissed him and some other guards of his, allowing them to be alone.
