"Hmm. Chengcheng, what's your master's temperament like?" Qu Tan'er's eyes revealed a hint of worry.
"His temperament is quite ordinary, but also a bit... strange old man," Mo Liancheng thought for a moment before answering, yet he could see that she was concerned about something, "Tan'er, don't worry. You should be able to get along with him well."
"I hope so." Qu Tan'er, dissatisfied with his vague explanation, pursed her lips in discontent.
Mo Liancheng indulgently touched her little head, "Angry?"
"You're stingy, not even revealing a bit more."
"Haha! It's not that I won't say, it's just... I also can't quite describe it."
"?!..." She fell silent.
Mo Liancheng simply smiled it off.
He had always known that his master was extremely skilled in medical arts and alchemy, yet he always kept a low profile.
As a child, he didn't understand, but as he grew up, he finally did.
The hidden live unnoticed in the forest, the truly hidden dwell in the city.
