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When Tang Qingmo and Lu Tianren appeared in the hall, everyone in the Tang family was shocked.

Especially Tang Jianren and Tang Meixin!

As the head of the Tang family and a martial arts instructor, how could they possibly not recognize Lu Tianren, the young master of the Lu family?

Although Lu Tianren was an adopted son, over the years it had been clear to outsiders that Lu Rongsheng had raised him as his own flesh and blood.

Lu Tianren himself had worked extremely hard and never disappointed the effort invested in him.

At just twenty-one years old, he had already reached the Third Rank, and would soon break through to the Fourth. On top of that, he often assisted in managing the martial association's affairs—truly a rare talent who excelled both intellectually and physically.

Because of this, whether in high society or the martial world, everyone treated Lu Tianren with respect, hoping to curry favor with him and hitch a ride on the Lu family's influence.

Yet no one expected that this esteemed young master would now appear inside the Tang family villa—and together with Tang Qingmo!

Although they didn't understand why Lu Tianren was wearing dark sunglasses, his grave and solemn expression, combined with the fact that he said nothing and simply followed behind Tang Qingmo, made everyone uneasy.

Unconsciously, the Tang family members began to wonder—had Tang Qingmo offended Lu Tianren while he was out earlier? Was Lu Tianren here to demand an explanation?

With that thought, Tang Jianren's expression immediately darkened. He hurriedly stood up.

"Oh my! Isn't this Young Master Lu? I had no idea you'd be visiting today—my apologies for not welcoming you properly!"

He completely ignored Tang Qingmo and hurried over to Lu Tianren, his usual stern demeanor replaced by blatant flattery.

After speaking, he shot a glare at Tang Qingmo, then turned to Tang Ruoling.

"Ruoling, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and pour tea for Young Master Lu!"

"Coming right away!" As the CEO of the Tang Group, Tang Ruoling naturally wanted to build a good relationship with the Lu family.

"Big sister, I'll help too!" Tang Meixin, who greatly admired this young martial prodigy, had long wanted a chance to get close to him.

"Good, good, good!" Tang Jianren nodded approvingly as he watched his two daughters rush to serve him.

If even one of his daughters could establish a good relationship with the Lu family's young master…

However, in the next second, Lu Tianren spoke up.

"Sorry, Patriarch Tang, Miss Tang. I'm not here to drink tea."

Because Tang Qingmo had told him earlier not to reveal his role as a bodyguard yet, Lu Tianren simply declined their hospitality.

But his tone carried a faint chill, as if he were in a rather bad mood.

This only further convinced Tang Jianren that Tang Qingmo must have offended Young Master Lu somehow!

He immediately clasped his hands, his voice filled with apology.

"Young Master Lu, if my unfilial son has done anything to offend you, then as his father, I apologize to you here…"

Lu Tianren: ?

"Tang Qingmo, what trouble did you stir up outside this time?! Why aren't you apologizing to Young Master Lu right now?!"

Tang Ruoling snapped coldly the moment she came back with the water.

Behind her, Tang Meixin also cast a reproachful glance at Tang Qingmo, as did Tang Aili, who was standing in the hall.

Lu Tianren was now even more confused.

???

No—

Are these people from the Tang family sick in the head?!

He hadn't said a single word since entering. How did they come to the conclusion that Tang Qingmo had offended him?

At that moment, Tang Xianxi walked over with a worried look.

"Brother, why are you causing trouble outside again?"

"You're only going to make Dad and Mom sad—and it'll damage our relationship with the Lu family!"

Bai Hualian's eyes reddened, her expression sorrowful.

"Qingmo… you should apologize to Young Master Lu first…"

Lu Tianren: ...

He slowly turned his head to look at Tang Qingmo—and Tang Qingmo turned to look back at him.

In that instant, it was as if they could read each other's minds, fully understanding the meaning behind each other's gaze.

Tang Qingmo: See? I told you—there are a lot of idiots and morons in this family.

Lu Tianren: You were absolutely right. I was truly ignorant.

And just as the silence dragged on, with Lu Tianren's expression growing darker by the second, Tang Jianren hurriedly spoke again.

"Young Master Lu, I—"