Qin Yuan felt helpless.
"We cannot do without sir, and Zhegui Square's gazette will rely greatly on sir in the future."
Only then was Mr. Songshan satisfied.
"Quickly go and invite Sixth Master over so we can discuss properly."
Seeing his eagerness to settle matters, Hong Ye couldn't stop giggling.
Shen Changle hurriedly walked to the corridor, instructing the little maid outside to run errands.
Soon, Sixth Master Gu arrived.
His sleepy eyes were hazy, hair cascading down to his waist, with a small portion tied with a green jade hairpin. He wore a light green Daoist robe, the hem painted in shades of gold mud, stone blue, and stone green, appearing ragged and unkempt.
No longer possessing the previous sleek and elegant demeanor.
Mr. Songshan praised him, "It seems you are slowly reaching a higher state; good, good, good. With precise thoughts, technique improves daily."
