After Wu Liangchen left, the smile on Tian Kun's face faded away, eventually replaced by a sigh.
Just then, Tian Zhong Mountain walked in. He said nothing, merely standing respectfully to one side.
Tian Kun picked up the already lukewarm tea and took a light sip.
"You saw him off?"
"Yes, Father. He's gone," Tian Zhong Mountain replied.
"Did he say anything to you before he left?"
"No, nothing at all."
At this, Tian Zhong Mountain hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth. "I even tried to persuade him, but he just smiled at me, then left without a backward glance."
"He's quite a figure. It's a shame he won't work for us! Oh well. Since we couldn't recruit him, forging a bond of goodwill is the next best thing." At this, Tian Kun looked at his second son and said,
