Second floor.
Yan Ge pressed his ear against the door and listened with bated breath.
When he heard Ming Shu's words, he immediately beat his chest in frustration. "This fool! How can he be so direct!?"
I only asked Ming Shu to probe and see if he could silently send the "Li Fire Xuan Painting" away. Why is it so obvious in the end? Even a fool can tell that something Is wrong!
He already felt very uncomfortable when Master didn't want him to show his face. He now wanted Ming Shu to do something for him, but it became such a difficult thing.
Right on the heels of that, he heard his master's spouse only pause for a moment before agreeing readily. "Sure."
There didn't seem to be any hesitation or questions.
Ming Shu immediately said, "Please—"