Third Young Master Jun snapped back to reality and spoke indifferently, "He is my godfather, the one who baptized me when I was studying abroad."
"Did he come to visit you?" Ye Lu thought of the imposing old man she had seen earlier and couldn't shake the feeling that his identity was extraordinary.
It was her sharp intuition, her sense of danger.
An ordinary old man would never have such dark eyes, utterly devoid of kindness, devoid of any flicker of emotion.
She detested the way he looked at her, as if he were viewing an item of no value.
"Hm, although our relationship isn't great, I am still his godson. Hearing that I was injured, he came to visit," said Third Young Master Jun, not wanting to reveal the details of his godfather to Ye Lu.
Because it would inevitably lead to his own history, his dark past that he didn't want her to know about. He didn't want her to see him as a bloody go-between, a demon who had done countless evil deeds for the sake of profit.
