The Compassionate Young Master Xu

"Rumble..."

Xiao Wanfeng had just finished cleaning up the battlefield on the first floor. The sounds of rumbling could be heard from the second and third floors. One could still vaguely see the branches of a large tree swaying in the wind.

"It's already so late at night. Can't you be more at ease?" Xiao Wanfeng sighed.

It was impossible for a tree to grow in the First Pavilion in the Sky for no reason. With just a glance, one could tell that it was Aunt Mu who was causing trouble.

And why would Aunt Mu cause trouble?

This was most certainly Young Master Xu's doing.

Silently carrying a bucket to the door to keep a lookout, Xiao Wanfeng knew that he would probably not be able to sleep tonight.

After the two masters of the First Pavilion in the Sky finished their business, the only person who would have to clean up the mess would be him, the person who served tea and poured water, Xiao Wanfeng!

"Hmm, what's this?"