Huo Jingtang finished speaking and then turned to go upstairs. In the living room, Bai Mulan was left alone, sitting there, lost in deep thought for a long time.
Huo Jingtang opened the door to his study, then locked it.
"What is this for?" Huo Zhongming frowned, not understanding his son's actions.
"This is a matter of great importance. I don't want more people to know about this, especially not my mom," Huo Jingtang walked over, but in Huo Zhongming's eyes, these words seemed pretentious.
"What exactly is it?" Huo Zhongming pressed.
Huo Jingtang looked calmly at the three elders, "Grandfather, Grandmother, Dad, before I talk about this, I hope you can all remain calm. No matter what you hear or learn, don't get angry. If you have any questions, I will answer them one by one."
Huo Tianshan, observing Huo Jingtang's serious demeanor, felt that the issue must be serious. His brows furrowed even tighter, "Speak. Your grandfather isn't so fragile."
