Spacing Out Again
"Big brother, are you alright?" Xie Xie was asking for the umpteenth time. He asked yet again when he saw Tang Wulin gobble down his fifteenth bowl of noodles.
Tang Wulin threw him a side glance. "When will Hall Master Li be arriving?"
"I think he should be here soon. I contacted him already." No matter how Xie Xie looked at him, Tang Wulin did not appear to be the same.
He had been awake for a few hours now. What surprised everyone was that he was exceptionally calm. He did not break down in a serious bout of grief because of his parents' deaths. He just sat there blankly. Half an hour later, he would deal with other matters. For instance, he contacted Li Yunzhe and prepared for the negotiations with the Dou Spirit Empire.
