"Why haven't we seen the Third Young Master?" After finishing their drinks, Yang Ruxin casually asked.
"Momo..." Ming Yu glanced at the table next to theirs and then apologized, "He's feeling a bit under the weather, sorry about that."
"Not feeling well, huh." Yang Ruxin smiled, "My master is here, would you like him to take a look at the Third Young Master?"
Ming Yu's eyes brightened upon hearing this, and he glanced at his wife.
"That would be wonderful, I..." Yong Zi became somewhat excited. After all, it's well known how hard it is to get Dao Xuzi to lend a hand. He doesn't care who you are; if he's in a bad mood, he wouldn't even acknowledge the King of Heaven.
"Thank you, madam, but brother Momo is just a bit exhausted and doesn't need a diagnosis; a couple of days of rest will do." At this time, Li Mingyin stood up and spoke shyly and timidly.
The people around had somewhat ambiguous expressions, but Yang Ruxin frowned: "Are you sure, Miss Li?"
