Wang Xueying shook her head,
"I don't know. I asked once before, and Master immediately got angry... Haven't you noticed I now only dare to call Master, and not Little Master anymore?"
Calling Little Master easily reminded people of the Big Master, so I simply directly called her Master!
Although Wang Xueying is not very old, she's much better than Su Qingchen at reading people's moods,
"The Big Master probably went to some extremely dangerous place. Little Master is worried but can't go to save, naturally very upset. I usually don't dare to mention it, for fear of making her old self sad!"
Su Qingchen nodded,
"So that's how it is..."
In just a few sentences, Pu Yanlan had already emerged, followed by a middle-aged man. The man was dressed in silk, wore a tall hat, and had a large jade ring on one finger. He was fair and plump, but his eyes were somewhat vacant, and his movements a bit stiff,
"Master..."
Pu Yanlan spoke,
