Luo Xiu managed a faint smile. Although he felt a strange discomfort, he still reached out to shake hands with Ye Xingzhou.
"Hello."
As their hands clasped, the atmosphere in the hall grew even more bizarre. Those who recognized Luo Xiu turned to look elsewhere, while those who didn't know him sized him up with curiosity. Dressed in plain clothes, with a face full of stubble and a wan and sickly appearance, he did not inspire any fondness.
"Old Master Lin, is this a guest of yours?" a flamboyantly dressed middle-aged woman, bedecked with expensive jewelry, suddenly spoke up.
This woman was Zhu Zhen, Ye Xingzhou's mother. Her gaze settled on Luo Xiu's face, filled with disdain.
The Ye Family from the Capital City are true nobility!
