"Yes, he's home." Uncle Zhang nodded with a smile.
"His afternoon suddenly cleared up. He should be resting in the backyard at this time."
"Can I see him then?" Song Yaoyao fluttered her sparkling almond eyes coquettishly.
The old man's heart melted. He thought about the way that Huo Yunque doted on the young woman and nodded his head. "Of course. I'll tell someone to take you. The land is big, I'm afraid you won't be able to find him."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang~"
Song Yaoyao rubbed her hands together; she was about to see the man that she had been missing all day. She could barely suppress her joy.
"Uncle Zhang."
Jiang Tao furrowed her brows and disagreed with his decision. "The Master doesn't like to be disturbed when he's resting."
Song Yaoyao paused and her gaze fell upon the woman.