Master Wushan furrowed his white brows and, as he lifted his head, the sunlight in front illuminated his pupils with the reflection of a figure dressed in snow-white robes.
His aged frame shook slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he managed to suppress the shame in his heart and strode towards Mu Ruyue: "Miss Mu, I was indeed in the wrong just now. May I know if you are available to accompany me for a trip now?"
For the sake of the Fourth Prince, Master Wushan had completely cast aside his pride.
His gaze was entirely on Mu Ruyue, thereby missing the changing expressions of others around him...
Miss Mu? Was she the Miss Mu that Master Wushan was looking for? When had this wretched girl formed a relationship with Master Wushan? And he was even so polite to her...
Third Young Master Xiao's face stiffened.
Even when speaking with Tian'er, Master Wushan had never used such a tone. To those around, he seemed to look at Mu Ruyue as an equal.
It was as if they were peers.
