Old Master Huo, unable to attend to his two great-grandsons sprawled on the carpet, picked up the mobile phone from the table and called Lu Tianrong.
It was indeed coincidental that just as he got through, Huo Junxin, who was in the Cabinet, had returned to his office.
Lu Tianrong answered the phone and greeted with a hearty laugh, "Old Huo, what made you think of calling me?"
Upon hearing that it was his own grandfather calling, a trace of surprise flashed across the usually stern face of Huo Junxin.
Sitting on the couch in the living room, Old Master Huo, his hands calloused, tapped on his knee and asked in a low voice, "Tianrong, I heard you sent out the Cabinet Guard Squad on a mission."
The smile on Lu Tianrong's face paused a moment, and he glanced at Huo Junxin, whose expression remained unchanged.
Lu Tianrong, now wielding power in the Cabinet, set down the pen he was holding, relaxed into his office chair, and explained the reason with a laugh in his voice.