"I'm old?" Kong Liu immediately flew into a rage, "I'm at the best age, what do you know? What's wrong with my age? You're the old one, with a beard so long already!"
But Lu Jiu wasn't angry at all, still smiling he pointed outside, showing Kong Liu, "It's not me who's saying, how can you compare with the young lads? Look, there goes Miss Jiang the Second, isn't she on her way to find Young Master Ye?"
Upon hearing this, not only Kong Liu but also Jih Heng—who had been playing with his fan—couldn't help but glance downstairs.
Indeed, among the weaving crowd, Jiang Li and her two maids were making their way across the street. Due to the throngs of people, a mere street's distance became exceptionally challenging. However, her sense of direction was excellent; she kept heading in one direction without being swept away by the constant flow of passersby.
And her destination was, beyond a doubt, the handsome and extraordinary young man standing there, Ye Shijie.