Lady Liu's eyes briefly flashed with delight, but they were soon filled with worry.
"I'm worried about the Old Master...."
Su Li burst into hearty laughter, his spirit soaring as he said, "Don't worry, I'm here."
"Anyway, I'm just an old rascal who tends to make mistakes from time to time, I suppose Father understands that."
Lady Liu: "....." Although it was true, it still felt strange that Lord could have such clear self-awareness.
However, Lady Liu was a Divine herself, and since her husband had spoken in such a way, she no longer worried. Happily, she scooped an extra half bowl of rice and then held hands with Su Li as they walked to the Old Master's courtyard.
Su Li was most satisfied with his current identity because, as he had just told Madam, he was indeed a scoundrel.
Apart from murder, arson, rape, and plundering, there was nothing he hadn't done.
No, he had even committed arson when he was just ten years old, still a little scoundrel.
