When Old Man Yu heard this, he looked surprised, "Didn't Xiao Jiang (Jiang's father) tell you? Yu Shuo just happened to be there last night and couldn't bear to let you die, so he stepped in."
Old Man Jiang looked at Old Man Yu across the room with a half-smile, a wise gleam in his sharp eyes.
"Old Yu, our families have known each other for so many years, and I've watched Xiao Shuo grow up with Hanyi. How could I not know he had such abilities?"
He glanced at Old Man Yu's head full of black hair and his face, which looked at least ten years younger and full of vigor, with obvious envy in his eyes.
Old Man Yu gently pushed the cup of tea towards Old Man Jiang, smiling: "Xiao Shuo, that kid, just won't be careful. I've told him to keep a low profile outside, but he still got found out by you, my old friend."
Old Man Jiang saw his calm face and suggestive words and couldn't help but ask, "Oh? What do you mean by that?"
"It's better to let the kid tell you himself."
