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The next morning, everyone had breakfast in the dining hall.
Yang Xiaoyun sat upright, barely daring to glance sideways at Su Mo.
Su Mo, on the other hand, seemed as if nothing had happened, which was somewhat disappointing to Yang Xiaoyun.
Others were oblivious to what had transpired between the two, some sensing an odd atmosphere, while others lacked this sense entirely.
Uncle Fu approached Su Mo, hesitating before finally whispering into his ear:
"Young Master, you should at least wash your face in the morning... This is at home, not when you're out and about."
"Pfft!"
Yang Xiaoyun was drinking soup and nearly choked, almost causing a disaster across the dining table.
Uncle Fu had spoken quietly, trying to preserve the dignity of Su, the Chief of the Escort.
However, everyone present was skilled in Inner Strength, with the ability to see in all directions and hear all around.
Naturally, they all heard his whisper.
