Greetings

Nan Hua and Long Qian Xing were really…

Old Madam Long rubbed her forehead. "They have too much energy. I think that they should use their energy for other things." 

Long Ao Ming's lips twitched and he looked at his mother. He had the faint feeling that he knew what his mother wanted to do. 

Hearing the next instruction from his mother, his lips twitched.

He silently lit a candle for his son.

But naturally, he would not help him in the slightest bit. 

"When they're done, tell them to see me," Old Madam Long finally said to the steward.

"Yes, Old Madam."

The steward silently walked out of the main hall to deliver this news to Long Qian Xing and Nan Hua. It was still early and normally, it would not be the time for the next part of the ceremony to give tea.

But since Old Madam Long had given an order, he could only execute it.