The colleagues who walked with the old master all had their seats arranged in sequential order.
Indeed, another elderly man came over from the next table with a chuckle and said to Old Mr. Lu, "Old Lu, you might as well admit defeat. He approached you first with a plan, with a little scheme already in mind. Am I right, kid?"
"I didn't scheme against him. I just told him the truth," said the young face, still holding onto a spirit of seriousness.
"What truth are you still trying to tell me?" Old Mr. Lu squinted his eyes, waiting to see what tricks this little brat could still pull.
"I heard that woman sent you a face doll."
"Huh?!" A great perplexity emerged on Old Mr. Lu's always composed face, "How do you know about this?"
The others were equally astonished, sensing that there was something more to the child's words.
