Silence. Utter silence!
Looking at the letter his granddaughter had written, Qian Daoliu remained speechless for a long time, a sense of absurdity and unreality rising in his heart.
"Big Brother, what exactly did the Young Mistress say?"
The Mighty Lion Douluo had the fiercest temper among the four elders. At this moment, he could not help asking.
He really wanted to know what their Young Mistress had written to make his big brother fall into such prolonged silence.
If he had not been intimidated by his big brother's authority, the Mighty Lion Douluo would truly have wanted to snatch the letter away.
"Nothing much. Xue'er only said that she wanted to recruit that Tang Wulin and needed the Worship Hall to send over some resources."
Qian Daoliu snapped out of his daze. He immediately circulated a strand of Angel Soul Power and destroyed the letter in his hand completely.
"So she only wants to recruit him? I thought the Young Mistress had written something serious."
The Mighty Lion Douluo had always held Qian Daoliu in immense respect. Hearing him say this, he naturally believed him without the slightest suspicion.
But it was a lie. Yes, Qian Daoliu had lied.
He had even lied for the sake of preserving his dignity.
The letter Qian Renxue had sent back had indeed said that she wanted to recruit Tang Wulin, but the method of recruitment seemed somewhat... improper.
To summarize, its general meaning was: Grandpa, I've fallen for this man. I want him. Help me. Send money. Come quickly!
If someone else saw this letter from that brat, would he, the Grand Elder, still have any face left?
In his memories, his granddaughter had always been rather aloof and distant toward strangers. How had she suddenly become like this?
What exactly had