Su Pan'er and her companion didn't stand on ceremony and followed the footsteps into the yard.
In the yard, the old man from the Su Family had been expecting them! Seeing a group of people coming in, he quickly resumed his original position and pretended to cough solemnly.
Qin Yi stepped forward quickly, respectfully greeting old Su.
"Qin Yi pays his respects to Grandfather."
Seeing Qin Yi behave so appropriately, the old Patriarch Su's aged face grinned like a flower blooming in the autumn wind: "You're Qin Yi, right? Stand up, stand up. We're all family here, so no need for such formalities. Quick, go get a chair!"
Yikes!
Everyone's eyes widened, and jealous glances were cast towards Qin Yi in the middle.
Is it worth giving such honor to a sickly seedling who only has a few days left to live?
Several small heads were sticking out from the door of the inner room.
They were whispering to each other in low voices.