He An hurried over to the Town Martial Division.
Inside the room.
Wei Yangyun blew on his tea, then took a small sip.
"Excellent tea!"
"At this time, that kid should be here, right?"
Left Ying rested her chin in her hands and said listlessly, "Uncle, it's been so long and he still hasn't come. Are you sure you didn't guess wrong?"
"What, already starting to miss him?" Wei Yangyun teased.
"Uncle, what are you saying? How could I miss him? He's so arrogant and conceited. He's not my type at all," Left Ying retorted.
Looking at the faint blush on Left Ying's cheeks, Wei Yangyun chuckled. "Then why do I remember you saying you liked men with great strength?"
"Uncle!"
Left Ying pouted. "I'm not talking to you anymore. When I get home, I'm telling Mother you bullied me and tried to arrange my whole life for me."
"???"
Before long,
footsteps sounded outside the room.
Then a familiar voice called out.
"Lord Wei, I'm here to see you. Are you inside?"
"Come in," Wei Yangyun said softly.
He An strode into the room, immediately stunned by its decor.
It was simple and antique, yet full of taste.
In short, it was very much to his liking.
"Lord Wei." He An cupped his fist and bowed.
Wei Yangyun waved a hand. "No need to be so polite. Sit down. I know you have a lot of questions, and I'll answer them one by one in a moment."
"All right."
He An sat down.
Sun Wangxian followed close behind and sat beside him.
Ever since He An had come in, Left Ying's gaze had remained fixed on him.
Noticing this, Wei Yangyun's lips curled into a smile.
Could this little girl really have fallen for him?
If so,
then I'll