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Tang Luo looked at the earth sculpture on the table and was at a loss for words. How was he supposed to explain this to Han Ruobing?
"Should I tell her that I suggested Old Wu carve it into the Earth?"
He was really afraid Han Ruobing might kill him!
"Master, are you trying to kill me?"
Tang Luo watched Old Wu put down the carving knife and uttered dejectedly.
Startled by the sudden voice behind him, Old Wu's hand trembled with such a start that the carving knife fell onto the table.
He spun around, his chiseled, stern face looking incredibly grim.
However, as soon as he saw that it was Tang Luo, he forcefully suppressed the impulse to slap him across the face.
"Are you trying to scare the life out of this old man?!"
Old Wu glared at Tang Luo, speaking with palpable annoyance.
"Eh, didn't you put down the carving knife, Master?"
Tang Luo shrugged his shoulders.
"Aren't you afraid you'll give me, an old man, a heart attack?"
Old Wu rolled his eyes.