Julian Sia had a hint of amusement in his eyes; Claire Green was indirectly scolding herself again.
His distinctly jointed, large hand pinched her face in a punitive manner, saying nonchalantly, "It's like the saying: 'One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.' You should spend less time with them."
Listening to the blatant blame-shifting in the man's words, Mason Quinn and George Xyler's expressions stiffened.
What did this have to do with them?
It was truly living without a conscience.
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, her voice carrying an intriguing tone as she lazily spoke, "Let's go back to Elegant Court."
Soon.
As the group returned to Elegant Court, they saw the old Master Sia sitting with a face full of worry, his furrowed brow never once relaxing.
Upon hearing sounds, he immediately looked up, and when he saw the girl, his brow finally smoothed, and his hanging heart was set down.
