Chen Ye hadn't gone far,
when Xu Qingsong hurried over, his face still holding that polite and gentle smile. He cupped his hands and said, "Steward Chen, I am Xu Qingsong. If I have been impolite earlier, I hope Steward Chen will be forgiving."
"Taoist Friend Xu." Chen Ye returned the gesture, his guard heightened.
The dogs that don't bark are the ones that bite.
Like Qing Jun, who loudly shouts all day, there's no chance he'd bite.
And Zhiwei... that girl is just simply aloof.
Xu Qingsong didn't beat around the bush; he calmly looked at Chen Ye and slowly said, "Steward Chen, let's be straightforward. Your disciple Xu Qingjun is my sister — my half-sister."
Although Chen Ye had already speculated in his heart, he knew Xu Qingsong's purpose was Qing Jun.
Yet seeing him so candid still left him somewhat stunned.
