Butler Li was struck dumb for a moment. He knew that Li Mochen was mocking him, so he was displeased.
Butler Li was a distant relative of the Li family, a nephew of Li Zongquan's generation. He was almost fifty years old this year and had been in the Li family for more than twenty years. He was the person Li Zongquan trusted the most. He was even more trustworthy than Li Zongquan's sons.
No matter how close Li Zongquan was with his sons, his sons always thought about inheriting his property, which made him feel like he was being cursed to die soon.
The older people got, the more taboo they felt about death, especially those who still had a greedy attachment to worldly things.
"Young Master Mochen, the Li family is doing well! It's just that Master Li misses you and wants me to invite you back to the Li family," Butler Li said. Butler Li really had a strong psychological quality. He was lying without blushing or showing any signs of guilt.
