Guan Changying's expression changed.
"So, Changying, remember, do not underestimate the heroes under heaven like your master did."
Li Junmo said sternly:
"Especially this Third Young Master, he might be a remarkable talent, with limitless achievements in the future."
Guan Changying listened and at this moment, Li Junmo was still earnestly advising him, momentarily not knowing how to control his expression, and couldn't help but feel puzzled:
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did Master know that I killed Uncle Zhao, yet still help me to hide it?
"Knowing... knowing that I am Qi Luo's son, but still treating me so well?"
Guan Changying's eyes were misty with perplexity, which he couldn't understand, but it was what made him most upset.
Even at this time, whether Li Junmo had seen through everything and cursed at him, or struck him, it would be better than now, as if nothing happened, speaking softly, with every word being guidance for his future.
