At Zhao Nuan Yang's words, He Qiang's face turned pale. He asked urgently, "Nuanyang, tell me the truth. Is Master... not going to make it?"
'Master is already eighty,' He Qiang thought. 'Maybe he really isn't going to make it.'
"That's not it. Master just needs you for something. You should come with me to his place first." Zhao Nuan Yang didn't tell the truth, deciding it was best to let their master explain things once they arrived.
Seeing Zhao Nuan Yang being so evasive, He Qiang grew anxious. He got in the car and said, "Uncle Qian, Aunt Qian, my master wants me to come over immediately. I'm going to go check on him. With Nuanyue here to take care of you, I can rest easy."
"Alright, you should hurry over." Old Sir Qian also assumed something had happened to Master Hu and that he probably wanted to see He Qiang one last time.
Liu Wenqiang's car, with He Qiang and Zhao Nuan Yang inside, quickly drove away.
