"No, what could happen so early in the morning?"Steward Li laughed nervously.
"Isn't there one less newspaper today than usual?"The old man asked calmly.
"I don't think so? As usual, the papers were on the table in the City of Lords."Butler Li's forehead began to sweat.
"Why do you keep your hands behind your back?"Old Master Feng raised his old eyes, and a sharp light shot out from them.
".."Butler Li fell silent.
He knew that he couldn't hide it, but he still did it.
"Bring me the Nanbei Daily." Old Master Feng slowly put down his teacup and passed it out in a tone that was neither light nor heavy.
It was as if Old Master Feng had a third eye. Not only did he know that there was a newspaper hidden behind Butler Li, but he also knew that there was a newspaper missing from the table. It was the Nanbei Daily.
"Old Master, when you look at it, you have to be mentally prepared."Butler Li's wrinkled old face was full of hesitation.