At the mountaintop, Gu Chengyi stood perplexed at the doorstep for quite some time before he went to report to his father.
The old master, in his sixties, was hale and hearty. Having just finished boxing exercises and taken a bath, he emerged to see Gu Chengyi and asked indifferently, "Has the person left?"
"Says they will visit again tomorrow!"
"..."
Gu Mingwen remained silent.
Not many knew of his secluded life here.
Of course, there were those aware of a family living in the mountains, but few knew of his identity as the master of the house.
Where did that young lady get her information?
"Still refuse to see anyone tomorrow," Gu Mingwen whispered softly. After a moment, he added, "How come the dog only barked a few times today before it stopped?"
"..."
Gu Chengyi was also at a loss.
The family dog, upon encountering strangers, would not cease barking for half an hour.
Today's quiet was indeed unusual.
