Ling Ling stopped what she had been doing with her hands, also rather curious about those somewhat strange masked men. Tai-shu Ying crooked her head to look at the four of them, really wanting to find out what their goal was.
Sang Hanshui's gaze fell onto Chen Mu since he had no standing there to speak. He also felt rather puzzled. No matter how he looked at him, Qiao Yuan didn't seem like someone who could easily reciprocate someone else's hosting. Wei-ah and Bu Mo didn't even raise their heads, the two of them having always had a strange outlook—that sort of question would always be turned over to Chen Mu.
So, everyone's gazes were once again focused on Chen Mu.
Chen Mu had been wondering how he might respond, but Tai-shu Cheng had asked so directly that he just answered with equal directness. "I came looking for the master of your honorable house, Tai-shu Yong, with some important business."
