Fop In Town Chapter 21

The elders said that Young Master Logan had been gone for such a long time, and whether he was doing well or not was all we heard from others. We should at least go over and take a look. If we have treated his benefactor unfairly, we should make it up to him in time to avoid making him a laughing stock of the other tribes.

In fact, he just knew that he was still worried about his only brother, so he gave him an excuse to go down the mountain.

He sat in the jujube wood armchair holding the teacup in silence. Logan sat on the side with a bamboo stick in his mouth, his back to him, staring at the half-open door.

I opened the lid of the bowl and looked into the cup. The tea was green with a hint of yellow, and the tea leaves had sunk to the bottom of the cup. It was certainly not as good as the one sent by the Second Prince, but it was particularly heartwarming when held in my hands, and there was a sense of leisurely comfort.

Just like life in this remote mountain village. Logan really didn't act like a slave, and pushed everything to the good-tempered Mr. Su, who could pick and choose as a matter of course. He was still like this when he was around, and who knows how arrogant he would be if he wasn't around. Mr. Su had a good temper, and could patiently and slowly reason with Logan, smiling in a friendly manner at all times. Guan'er was their adopted child, also a fox, with a pair of brown eyes, smart and a bit like Logan when he was a child.