There's no point in talking further.
Feng Jun felt somewhat heartbroken.
Qin Mu's eyes darkened even more because of the man's words, as though ink was spilling everywhere, wanting to drown everything around him in black.
"Uncle Feng, hearing you say that, I'm quite regretful..."
Thinking there might have been some remorse.
In fact...
The man had reached a point beyond saving.
Qin Mu lifted his gaze, staring at Feng Jun's exquisitely decorated study. If he wasn't mistaken.
This study should have a hidden room.
Qin Mu casually stood up and said, "Uncle Feng, remember how when we were kids, we loved playing in your study, but each time, we were driven out because we annoyed you."
As he said this, Qin Mu spoke with a deep meaning.
"Back then, you always said we disrupted your work, but thinking about it now, it must have been a secret."
At this point, Qin Mu paced directly to Feng Jun's bookshelf and casually moved the books on the shelf.
