Yi Luowa glanced at him but said nothing more.
When everyone arrived at the palace, Carlos and Clarissa were already waiting at the main hall doors.
Long Che glanced at the frail-looking Carlos and walked over with a smile. "I heard you were ill. Why aren't you resting properly? Standing out here like this!"
Carlos rolled his eyes internally but didn't show it. Instead, he smiled and shook Long Che's hand. "A distinguished guest has arrived; how could I stay lying down? Please, everyone, come inside."
Long Che furrowed his brow slightly. This old guy—has Luowa scolded him into turning over a new leaf, or has he gotten dazed from his illness? Why is he not snapping back?
Tong Yao smiled apologetically, "Carlos, Luowa is still young and impulsive. I only learned what she said to you after she called, and I gave her a talking-to on the way here. Don't take it to heart."
