"I'm sorry, Grandpa." Lu Qing lowered his head and apologized.
"You should learn from Third Young Master Zhuang. Don't always be like a child who can't grow up. I can't keep reminding you about it. You have to rely on yourself in the future," Old Master Lu said earnestly.
"I understand." Lu Qing replied.
"Forget it." Old Master Lu didn't want to say too much. "Let's go back for dinner."
Lu Qing followed behind his grandfather without a word. He admitted that he could not compare to Zhuang Liu now, but Zhuang Liu was older than him. He still had a chance to surpass Zhuang Liu. Thinking of this, Lu Qing felt much better.
In the private room of Clear Stream Pavilion, Tan Rou picked up a piece of meat and gave it to Zhuang Liu. "Third Brother, you should eat more."
Zhuang Liu gladly accepted. "You should have some too." He picked up some food for Tan Rou.
