"Well, my Lord is not..."

the white haired steward fell on his knees with a plop: "master, yes, yes, it's master Meng. His yuanlingqiu is broken..."

"what!"

the old man in black robe caught the Butler's eye and stared at him with tiger eyes: "what do you say! Say it again! "

"old master"

the steward felt guilty: "it's true. In Zuling Pavilion, I found that the Yuanling ball of master Meng had just broken..."

"Damn it, how could it be, Xiao Meng, how could it be!"

the old man in black robe couldn't believe it. His figure flashed. He took the housekeeper for another flash and appeared in the...