"Young Master, what happened to you? If you need primordial stones, just ask. Our home still has a few! In the past, you were still too young for us to discuss this matter. Don't scare your One-Armed Uncle..." The middle-aged man, with his thick eyebrows and full of blood energy, would have been a courageous warrior on the battlefield if not for his missing arm. lifelong bachelor, he more or less viewed Chu Mo as his own kin.
"One-Armed Uncle, I'm okay, just a little heartache... I want to be alone." Chu Mo replied weakly.
"Alone? Do you have a love interest?" The middle-aged man stared at Chu Mo with a curious look, then burst out laughing, "Has our young master finally grown up? Hahaha, it's about time. Just thinking about it won't do, go chase her! You're the grandson of a general! What is there to be afraid of?"
