Min Yu pursed his lips slightly. He retrieved a black mask from his pocket and put it on before he said calmly, "It's fine.
Zhuo Yun did not insist. The two of them started walking on the footpath in the park.
Before long, they spotted a lot of men and women near a horizontal banner that said: XXX Matchmaking Event.
Zhuo Yun glanced around. "This place is full of young men and women. I don't think the Old Master is here."
Since the mask covered most of Min Yu's face and he had suppressed his cold energy a little, he did not stand out as much.
He glanced around before he veered his eyes away. "Let's go."
He turned to head out of the park.
"Uh huh," acknowledged Zhuo Yun softly.
By now, Zhuo Yun had already figured out what stunt the Old Master was trying to pull. What was he thinking by making his grandson come to a public park for a matchmaking event?
