"You won't be timid, will you?" Si Youyou looked at Xu Wendong with a playful smile.
Xu Fan: "Aunt, stop teasing him."
Xu Wendong forced a smile: "I'm a little nervous, but I definitely won't be timid!"
He took a deep breath.
Xu Wendong walked to the entrance of the Luo Residence and gently knocked on the iron ring on the door.
"Coming, coming!"
A slightly aged voice echoed from within the Luo Residence, and moments later, an elderly man with a hunchback opened the door.
He wore a sky blue robe that had faded from washing, adorned with a simple yet elegant landscape painting.
His face was weathered by the years, wrinkles crisscrossed like rivers and mountains, etched with the marks of time.
"May I ask who you are..." Before the butler finished his sentence, his clouded pupils suddenly trembled, revealing deep astonishment: "Who... who are you... why do you look so similar to the young lady?"
