Fortunately, Suyi had not promised to come back with him.
The old master's birthday was just around the corner. Hai Rong was going to leave after a few days. They would never meet each other.
"Grandmaster Hai Rong, my father's illness depends on you. I hope that it's not troublesome for you."
"Troublesome?" Hai Rong laughed. "I'm indebted to that young girl and I'm also Huan'er's master. Treat the old master's illness is my responsibility. It is late now. I have some business with Qian Kun. I'll take my leave now."
He smoothed his long sleeves when he finished talking. He got up from his seat.
He stopped walking and turned around to ask Mu Ling something that he had suddenly thought of. "By the way, I heard from the people of the Mu family that the old master dislikes Qingyan. Is that true?"
Mu Ling's facial expression changed. He was infuriated.
Just who on earth gossiped about that in front of Grandmaster Hai Rong?
