The atmosphere in the study was silent.
Jian Qing and Jian Luo sat together, facing An old master.
"Qing Girl, I --" An old master's gaze unconsciously drifted to Jian Luo, but he didn't know how to break the ice, turned and sought Jian Qing for help.
Before Jian Qing could speak, Jian Luo finally said, "Old Master An!"
In an instant, Old Master An's heart clenched in pain. He looked at Jian Luo, met his stranger-like gaze, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.
Just like Qing used to call him, now he also called him like this. Is there really no chance for them to give him a position to make up for their loss?
"Master Luo!" Aqiu couldn't bear to see the old Master An household in such a melancholy state. His gaze towards Jian Luo revealed a plea.
Jian Luo raised his head, and said casually, "Old man, I am not your young master. You have mistaken me for someone else."
Aqiu looked at Jian Qing for help as he could tell Jian Luo listened to her.
