Luo Dajiang's parents watched helplessly from the sidelines. They looked afflicted, words at the tip of their tongues, but forcefully swallowed them back.
It was evident that this was a scene they had witnessed one too many times. It was not that they did not know what to say - they just didn't know how to say it. If they did, who should they advise? Who could be persuaded? It was a dilemma, without a clear sense of who was right or wrong.
"Ah, ah, so it's Lady Jiang Luoluo."
Yun Yang laughed. "Lady Jiang's arrival at our place is the Residence of Nine Supremes' pride. Please come in. We're immensely thrilled and pleased to have you here… I'd like very much to have a friend like you since I first glanced at you, Lady Jiang. Come in quickly, come in."