"Reporting to Young Master, everything is well in Zheng Capital," the disciple of Ghoul Ravine knelt on the ground and reported immediately without waiting for the person above to settle comfortably.
The young man sitting in the seat of honor furrowed his brows at once. Just a few words, what does 'well' mean? With his brains, he could surmise that things were not going well.
Elder Su became anxious right away, hastily glancing at his own disciple on the ground, thinking you blockhead, I told you not to tell everything, not to tell nothing, you blockhead.
"How is that a response? What does 'well' mean? How many meals do they eat in a day? Speak up and say something," Elder Su immediately asked before his own Young Master could open his mouth, shooting meaningful glances at his subordinate.
