"Family Head, what are your orders?"
Inside the room.
The Mysterious Cultivator, dressed in a black robe with a face concealed in the shadows, asked with utmost respect in a hushed tone.
"How has Luo Yao been these past few days?"
"The task I assigned him, has he taken it to heart?"
The Black-clothed Cultivator lowered his head, and after pondering for a moment, he softly replied, "Recently, the Young Family Head has often been seen with furrowed brows and a face full of worry, from which it can be surmised... that the Young Family Head has indeed been mindful of the Family Head's instructions."
"However..."
Upon hearing this, Luo Ping hastily interjected, "However, what?"
Initially, when he heard from the person before him that Luo Yao had been frowning with worry these days, seemingly troubled about solving the task he had been given,
his mood was quite good.
To cause that youngster some trouble
was no easy feat.
