He waved his hand.
As the current Luo Family Patriarch, Luo Ping,
signaled to the Shadow Guard beside him that he could leave.
He then turned his head, silently fixing his gaze on the one seated next to him.
Bowing slightly, holding a piece of political business in his hand.
His eyebrows slightly furrowed.
It seemed that Luo Yao was pondering how to deal with the political business in his hands.
"You can't tell..."
"Really, you can't tell..."
"You can't tell at all..."
Luo Ping silently thought to himself.
The one seated beside Luo Ping, being groomed as the next Luo Family Patriarch, Luo Yao,
now had beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
His emotions had shifted from the initial calm to the current state of panic.
Why?
What is this for?
Why is the Family Head staring at me?
Stop looking at me, stop looking at me...
Luo Yao shouted loudly in his heart.
However, he could not control the actions of Luo Ping, the current Luo Family Patriarch beside him.
"You..."
