Xiao Jing fluttered her big eyes and sweetly called out, "Grandpa Wushan."
"Hmph!" Master Wushan furiously flicked his sleeve, "Don't try to ingratiate yourself with me; I can't handle it."
As he spoke, he turned his head towards Mu Ruyue, talking and laughing freely. Watching Master Wushan's smiling face, Third Young Master Xiao's complexion turned the color of iron, and he clenched his fists tightly.
Xiao Jing was slightly startled, her gaze swept over Mu Ruyue's stunning face, a glimmer of light crossed her eyes, but she said nothing…
"Miss Mu, let's go in."
Master Wushan made a welcoming gesture, a deeper smile on his aged face.
"Who knows what medicine Master Wushan has taken to favor this woman so," Third Young Master Xiao frowned slightly, feeling very displeased with Master Wushan's politeness towards Mu Ruyue.
By now, many forces had been invited and had arrived.
