All along the way, Liu Yan's mind was busy guessing the identity of this person.
The Grandmaster, however, didn't even ask, his expression unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed that the butler's face had turned deathly pale.
In the front hall of the Grandmaster Residence, Qi Yu took the tea presented by a servant and took a sip.
Liu Wensheng took a seat next to her, his expression emotionless, merely closing his eyes without revealing any joy or sorrow.
His face had changed long ago, so it was normal that the servants of the Grandmaster Residence didn't recognize him.
But just now, Liu Shun had recognized his identity at a glance.
He didn't know whether to praise his sharp eyes or to think that the Human Skin Mask on his own face was not adequate.
However, returning to the Grandmaster Residence after many years, he didn't intend to remain hidden; he would reclaim everything the Liu Family had inflicted on him and his mother.
