In the Mu family lounge, Tian Yuan could hear crisp clanging sounds coming from afar and subconsciously frowned, before saying sarcastically, “Your daughter is quite amazing to be able to make the sound of destroyed ceramic tea sets travel so far.”
Mu Qing’s face reddened, but he didn’t know how to respond to that comment. He just apologetically smiled and asked, “Grandmaster Tian Yuan, what brings you here today?”
Placing his teacup down, Tian Yuan calmly looked at him. “I’ve come to look for Mu Ru Yue. Didn’t you go to invite her back?”