"Mr. Long, is there something troubling you? You seem preoccupied."
At the Dio Cafe entrance, as Long Zhentian's car departed, the elder Long, Long Huan Yu, chose to stay behind. He had just received a call, and his expression grew dark.
In the restaurant, Chu Mo noticed that Long Huan Yu was busy with calls and seemed deeply troubled. As the host and eager to mend relations with the Long family of Hong Kong, Chu Mo naturally wanted to help.
Hearing this, a hint of hesitance appeared in Long Huan Yu's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he then waved his hand and said,
"It's a minor issue, don't worry about it."
As he spoke, Long Huan Yu seemed to relax, Chu Mo saw that he might not want to trouble himself, so he did not press further but smiled and said,
"Mr. Long, let's be on our way."