After sending the master back to rest, Yuan Mulin got into his own car, instructed the driver to drive, and hesitated for a moment in the back seat before taking out his phone and dialing his junior sister's number.
The call was quickly answered, and a muffled voice came through the receiver, "Second Senior Brother, what's up?"
"Still upset?"
"No!"
"I just asked the master, and he has no intention of taking Miss Jiang as a disciple."
"Really, you're not just saying that to comfort me, are you? Master has never been so kind and amiable to me before. Today at dinner, all his attention was on Jiang Lingxi. I felt it didn't even matter if I was there or not."
Facing her closest Second Senior Brother, Guan Ying couldn't help but vent her grievances.