Lin Hanxing's expression was calm as he handed the umbrella to the trembling servant.
The Lin family's main hall was filled with people, which was a rare sight.
Yuan shaojing was sitting on the sofa in the middle, his face sickly. His eyes were closed, and his hands were on his Black Dragon-headed walking stick.
Apart from uncle hai standing at the side, behind him were his trusted aides who had followed him to Jiang city.
"Little Jiu, you're finally back!"
Lin qianlin's voice was strange, as if something was stuck in her throat.
The Lin family did not pay much attention to Lin Hanxing's departure.
However, she didn't expect Yuan shaojing to wake up not long after she left. As soon as he woke up, he went crazy looking for her.