"Old Luo must have harbored some hatred towards the Luo Family," Old Mu sighed and said, "I heard that back then he was all set to propose to my father for your mother's hand in marriage, yet she was abruptly promised to a scholar, and to a scholar who had nothing at that."
Ye Zi'an saw that Old Mu was deeply moved and nostalgic when mentioning the past.
It was a while before he heard him say, "Over these years, his reputation has gradually risen, yet he still devotes himself wholeheartedly to you and even endorses Baili Yan's arrangements; it shows that he has a broad mind and is indeed a man worthy of respect."
"Yes, Mr. Luo is indeed a good man," Ye Zi'an couldn't deny this.
Mr. Luo was learned, knowledgeable, modest, and also had connections with the great Confucians from various regions.
"Enough about this, you rarely come to the Capital City, so tonight your uncle will hold a banquet for you."