But such things, whether to accept or not, must be considered, if not for oneself, then for the future of one's younger sister.
However, upon reconsideration, Lu Hong suddenly felt somewhat uninterested.
His expression uncontrollably fell.
Zhong Minghuang keenly noticed a slight change in Lu Hong's mood and said, "What's wrong? Are the Spirit Stones not useful?"
Hearing Zhong Minghuang's words, Lu Hong came back to himself and shook his head slightly, "They are very useful, thank you. It's just that I suddenly thought of some sad things."
"As long as they're useful. I apologize if they brought up some sad memories for you," Zhong Minghuang didn't know what Lu Hong was sad about, but apologizing surely couldn't go wrong.
"No matter, it has nothing to do with you."
And just as Lu Hong and Zhong Minghuang continued their casual chat, the doorbell rang again.
Lu Hong got up to open the door and saw a very unfamiliar middle-aged man, so he asked, "Who might you be?"
