Ning Wan rolled her eyes internally as she watched the slightly awkward explanation from the old master Lu, almost blurting out, 'Explanation is concealment, concealment is the truth.'
However, she had heard quite a bit about the old master Lu.
She knew that what mattered most in his life was his reputation, so doing something as low as kidnapping was indeed beneath him.
...
Lu Tianming woke up around three in the afternoon.
Opening his eyes to the familiar ceiling above, the man felt a slight headache and furrowed his brows, but seconds later, as if suddenly recalling something, he sat up straight.
Scanning the furniture in the bedroom with a few glances, without a second thought or hesitation, he threw off the covers and got out of bed.
Everyone was gathered in the first-floor living room, including Ning Wan, Xi Mohan, the old master Lu, Xu Qian, and Zuo Yuqing.
