"Haha, Bai Shan, I'm just an old bag of bones. A visit would be nice, wouldn't it?" Mr. Luo said with a grin that didn't reach his eyes. Before Qi Baishan could respond, he continued, "But these days, I've left Luo Family matters to the younger generation. Seems like no one remembers me anymore."
The tone carried a hint of loneliness.
But Qi Baishan could easily decipher the underlying message.
This was a clear indication that he was not going to meddle.
Inwardly, Qi Baishan cursed this old fox, knowing that persuading him was futile. After exchanging a few more words, he hung up the phone.
"That old fox has no intention of getting involved in our Qi Family's matters!" Qi Baishan roared in anger. He smashed his palm onto the table, shattering the marble into pieces.
At the same time, Mr. Luo also ended the call.
A cold smile played on his lips, "Qi Baishan wants to drag me into this, huh? His scheming is not bad."
