Mu Anan looked at Zong Zhengyu nervously.
She even had the urge to stop Seventh Master from saying anything. She didn't want to hear it.
Of course, it's just an impulsive emotion.
She held back a bit and the emotion was gone.
"I will go to Liuli City tomorrow morning." Seventh Master spoke and added, "It will take longer this time."
Mu Anan's face fell when she heard this.
As expected, it was terrible indeed.
"Didn't you just come back?" As Mu Anan said, she reached out and grabbed Zong Zhengyu's sleeve, "Why are you going again?"
Moreover, it would take a long time.
How long would that be?
"Something's not done yet." Zong Zhengyu said.
The grand master's condition had just stabilised.
An accounting problem arose within the Zong family that needed to be dealt with.
Naturally, Seventh Master would not tell Mu Anan about these trivial matters because it was unnecessary.