The Unrewarded Should Not Accept Gifts

The next day.

The Chen family arrived.

Luo Yan met Chen Wang in the Principal's Office.

Pan Renfeng had once again become nothing more than a decrepit old man who planted flowers, raised fish, and occasionally stroked cats when he had nothing else to do.

The heaviness he had carried in the hospital was nowhere to be seen.

His two eyes seemed ready to close and fall asleep at any moment.

"Little Luo, come in."

"This is Mr. Chen Wang, the third master of the Yinma Chen Clan."

Pan Renfeng stroked the old cat on his lap. The fur on the cat's head had already grown back completely. When it saw Luo Yan, it seemed not to like him very much. It turned around, buried its head in Pan Renfeng's clothes, rubbed against him, and lazily lay there without moving.

Luo Yan's gaze fell on Chen Wang.

Back at the base, when Chen Wang had gone to ransom the captives, he and Yan Wenbo had met this representative of Yinma City.

Naturally, they knew each other.

Chen Wang, meanwhile, began carefully sizing up Luo Yan.

Of course, he had seen Luo Yan before.

It was just that, at the time, seven-tenths of his attention had been focused on Yan Wenbo, while the remaining three-tenths had not necessarily all been on Luo Yan.

After all, when he had been at the camp, he had not known that this young man beside Yan Wenbo was a ruthless character.

A truly ruthless one at that!

"Student Luo Yan, how have you been?" Chen Wang said with a beaming smile.

Luo Yan gave a slight nod, and then a voice rang out.

"What an attitude. Your third uncle took the initiative to greet you, and all you did was nod?"

Luo Yan followed the