"I hope Young Master Lu can help take Tan Cong along."
"Oh?"
Lu Lin looked at Han Rui with interest, trying to figure out what he meant.
After all, Tan Cong was the brother whom he was entrusted to take care of by his good friend in those years. Now sending Tan Cong into the Wormhole Secret Realm, a realm more terrifying than Nine Deaths, One Life, full of dangers.
"Young Master Lu, I just want to give Tan Cong a good future. Actually, Tan Cong's talent is not bad at all, and he is righteous, straightforward, impulsive, and easily angered. He trusts others easily, but he's essentially a good person."
"My ability is just so-so; I'm afraid I won't have the chance for a promotion in this life, and staying at the Qin Mansion is also not a place for a young man."
"Tan Cong's mother passed away some years ago, and he has been fatherless since childhood. He has called me Dad for so many years, and I hope he can have a good future."
"Then why did you choose me?"
