"Of course not," Orante said hastily. "But I must look after Mr. A's interests; otherwise, he won't feel safe coming out."
Mo Ang nodded in understanding. "Being cautious is good, but can he come out to meet us now?"
Orante glanced towards the staircase. "Mr. A, can you come out?"
Mr. A slowly walked down the stairs, and Mo Ang recognized the familiar footsteps, causing his expression to immediately darken.
Soon, Mr. A reached the bottom of the stairs. He was an elderly man, with a somewhat portly build.
The man was none other than Yu Jingchen's mentor, his revered teacher... Qiao Weidong.
For such a long time, Yu Jingchen had suspected him but kept reminding himself that it couldn't be his teacher.
But today... he met him.
Heartache... uncontrollable.
Anger... unstoppable.
"Are you Mo Ang?" Mr. A asked as he approached, his face hidden behind a silver mask.
But Mo Ang was already certain it was him.
