"Old Master Qin? ..." Fang Luo was taken aback upon seeing Old Master Qin. He hadn't expected Old Master Qin to come here so late.
Clearly, Old Master Qin did not like Fang Luo, who only knew to indulge in eating, drinking, and merrymaking. He strode forward to the crowd.
"Old Master Qin, your timing is perfect. Manshu, this child, won't listen to reason. She insists on degrading her own status, insists on being with this pauper... Old Master Qin, our Qin family's status in Dancheng, what kind of identity we have--if others found out that Manshu is with this pauper, then, from now on, the whole of Dancheng would laugh at us," Fang Luo said, making a pained and exasperated gesture. "No matter what, I am Manshu's elder. Seeing the child do foolish things, I must step in and manage."
After listening to Fang Luo, Old Master Qin looked at Qin Manshu, who was beside him.
