Ronan did not reply to Mo Ya right away. He needed to think it over carefully. Mo Ya did not care, at least not on the surface. She first went into the hospital room to see her grandfather, taking the opportunity to relieve Xiu Shenyu inside.
Having accepted the "commendation," Xiu Shenyu slowly stepped out of the room. Ronan was genuinely grateful to this teacher of his. Setting Mo Ya's matter aside for the moment, he stepped forward to greet him. "Master, I've really troubled you."
"I don't find it troublesome." There was little expression on Xiu Shenyu's gaunt, almost skeletal face, but his tone was relaxed. "Chatting with Mister Yuandao is far better than being alone at home."
Ronan gave a bitter smile. "Only you would say that..."
"Not entirely. I cannot say Mister Yuandao's mental state is particularly good, but as long as you grasp the core that has remained consistent throughout, you can find many interesting things. Much of it involves matters I have long considered but could not verify. Even if Mister Yuandao has not provided clear answers, it is still good to examine them from multiple angles."
Within Xiu Shenyu's deeply sunken eye sockets, his eyeballs shifted slightly before fixing on Ronan's face. "In that respect, you and your grandfather are very alike."
Ronan decided to take it as praise. "Thank you, Master."
Octopus, who caught up from behind, wailed inwardly: Don't be any more alike! If they get any more alike, I really will have to ram my head into a wall to atone!
Afraid that Xiu Shenyu would "encourage" Ronan into sprinting down some wrong path again, Octopus forced himself to cut in. "Master Xiu, you've been here with Old Mister Luo since this morning, haven't you? You've only just recovered from a