He alone stood up and left, leaving the living room to the mother and daughter for their reunion.
In the study on the second floor, Chen Tianming still stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window.
This was also Old Taishan's habit: feigning profundity. Chen Lingyun had perfectly inherited this habit; for instance, her ever-present fake smile was meant to keep people from discerning her true thoughts.
"Sit," Chen Tianming said, "There is tea on the table."
Yan Yu didn't touch the teacup but noticed an opened document bag on the table. He picked it up and began to look through it—clearly, Old Taishan had left it there intentionally unsealed for him to see.
Seeing him help himself, Chen Tianming didn't speak, merely raising an eyebrow.
The document detailed the situation in Tianzhu... to be precise, Tianzhu no longer existed, having been replaced by various large and small cultivation sects.