However, as Fu Qiu spoke,
he seemed to suddenly realize something.
He stood up in a hurry, laughed awkwardly in front of Luo Changfeng and said, "Brother Luo is right, there are indeed some matters at the sub-branch that I need to deal with, so... I shall take my leave first?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng finally nodded in satisfaction.
And as that old geezer Fu Qiu gradually left the courtyard,
Luo Changfeng, sitting quietly in the courtyard under the Stone Pavilion, finally let out a slow breath.
Actually, there weren't any urgent matters at the sub-branch requiring that old geezer Fu Qiu's attention.
The reason Luo Changfeng acted this way
was mainly because he was getting somewhat annoyed with that old thing.
Ever since that old geezer Fu Qiu started to gradually hand over the affairs of the sub-branch to his own personal disciple,
the old thing came to his place every day with nothing better to do.
