"Master Ding..." A middle-aged man dressed in butler's clothing was stunned for a moment when he saw the leader come in. Then he bowed slightly and called out.
The leader nodded, looked around, frowned slightly and said, "Where is my third uncle?"
"The master is in the study..." the housekeeper bowed and replied.
The leader was silent for a moment, and then said: "Go and report, and tell me that I want to see you."
"Yes." The butler bowed and nodded, then walked out of the hall. The leader waited in the hall.
After not waiting for long, the butler came back and said to the leader: "Master Ding, please invite me..."
The leader nodded slightly, straightened out his dusty clothes, took a deep breath, and followed the housekeeper towards the study...
"The master is inside...I'll take my leave first..."
Not long after, they arrived at the door of the study. The housekeeper bowed slightly and said respectfully. Then he turned around and left.
The leader was silent for a moment at the door, with a look on his face. After a long time, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
An indifferent voice came from the study room.
Leader, push the door open and enter.
The light in the study was slightly dark, and wisps of sunlight filtered in from the window lattice, cutting the room into a net shape. A middle-aged man in a brocade robe was writing something behind the only desk in the study, writing something with a pen and ink.
"Third uncle..."
When the leader saw the middle-aged man, he bowed and called.
"Sit down for a while and we'll talk about it later."
He had just opened his mouth, but the middle-aged man said indifferently without raising his head. The leader was slightly startled, and then he did not dare to say any more. He bowed respectfully, walked to the side chair, and quietly
Waited.
The middle-aged man stood behind the desk, staring intently at the paper on the desk, and sketched with the brush in his hand very steadily.
The range of his movements was not large, but an indescribable calmness filled the air.
After a long while...
The ink stops.
After watching quietly for a while, the middle-aged man placed the brush in his hand on the inkstone and raised his head...
This person is none other than Luo Tianxing, the third master of the Luo family.
"Third uncle."
Seeing Luo Tianxing put down his pen, the leader stood up, bowed slightly and called out.
"Well, you're back?" Luo Tianxing then raised his head and looked at the leader... Looking at the face that looked so similar to that of his twelfth brother, Luo Tianxing's eyes flickered vaguely.
"Yes." The leader, Luo Ding, returned respectfully.
"Well, sit down."
Luo Tianxing waved his hand casually and sat on the Taishi chair behind the desk. Luo Ding pondered for a while and also sat down.
The room became a little quiet for a while.
After a long time, Luo Tianxing said calmly: "Why are you looking for me?"
Hearing this question, Luo Ding's body trembled slightly, then he took a deep breath, looked at Luo Tianxing and asked: "Dare I ask Third Uncle... is there any news about my father?"
Luo Tianxing looked at Luo Ding calmly, but after a moment he sighed softly and said: "I knew you would ask this question..."
Luo Ding's body trembled again, but he pursed his lips and did not answer.
Seeing his expression, Luo Tianxing seemed to know something. He shook his head and said, "There is no news yet."
After hearing this, Luo Ding's body trembled again, and the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and he felt a little sad.
After a long time, Luo Ding stood up, bowed and said: "Well, I'm sorry to bother you, Third Uncle... If there is any news about my father, I hope that Third Uncle will inform my nephew as soon as possible. My nephew will be very grateful... My nephew will retire."
After saying that, Luo Ding bowed his hands, turned around, and walked towards the door.
"Wait a moment."
Just two steps away, Luo Tianxing's voice sounded behind him. Luo Ding paused, stopped, and turned his head in confusion.
Luo Tianxing looked at Luo Ding with a somewhat complicated light in his eyes, then lowered his eyes and asked softly: "Your father has been missing for nearly half a year... You have never thought that he might have..."
The words stopped here.
However, Luo Ding's body suddenly trembled. After a long time, a bitter and sad smile appeared on his slightly pale face: "Actually...doesn't my nephew not know that his father may have encountered something unexpected?...It's just...in the future.
Before seeing his father's body, my nephew does not want to make any judgment..."
Luo Tianxing's eyes trembled. After a long time, he nodded slightly, but his tone couldn't help but soften slightly: "That's it... you can go down."
Luo Ding nodded, bowed, turned and left the study...
Luo Tianxing was the only one left in the room.
After Luo Tianxing sat quietly for a moment, some complicated emotions flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he stood up and walked to the desk, quietly staring at the words he had written on the desk.
.
The words are like dragons soaring, tigers leaping, between the iron paintings and silver hooks, but there is an indescribable artistic conception coming out of the paper. It is good calligraphy.
However, there are four big characters written on it.
——"honor, disgrace, rise and fall"
"What direction are the Luo family... going to take?"
After a long time, a soft sigh came out from Luo Tianxing's study. Then, it was drowned in the sighs that followed...
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"Brother Ding, how are you? Is there any news about Uncle Twelve?"
As soon as he entered the courtyard, a voice rang out, awakening Luo Ding from his deep thoughts.
Looking up, all the members of the first group are now waiting here.
Luo Ding shook his head gently but said nothing.
All the members of the first group were slightly stunned, and then all of them frowned.
That day was the mission they and Luo Tianchen performed together. However, when Luo Tianchen went to kill Luo Yi, they came back first. On the way, Luo Tianchen did not catch up with them. They thought that Luo Tianchen had already taken the lead.
...After all, it is understandable that Luo Tianchen, with a mount like the 'Purple Feathered Pengdiao', is faster than them.
However, when they returned to the camp ten days later, they realized that Luo Tianchen had not returned...
Of course, if he didn't come back, he wouldn't come back. At that time, no one would worry about what might happen to Luo Tianchen.
It's just... a month has passed, a month has passed... Luo Tianchen, not even a single message has been sent back!
Now, Luo Ding began to worry.
Luo Tianchen is his father... But now there is no news about his father, and his life and death are unknown... How can Luo Ding not be anxious and panicked?
But being anxious and panicking didn't help... Luo Tianxing sent many people to search for such a huge 'Yunxi Island', but they couldn't find any clues. What could he, Luo Ding, do?
The only thing I can do is to go and ask after every time I return to the camp.