C361 Warning

The room was brightly lit. Murong Xi was sitting on a wheelchair with his hands on his walking stick. His eyes were deep, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

This was what Schumann had seen after entering.

"Miss Shu!"

No matter what, he had never once lost sight of his etiquette.

"Old Master."

Schumann looked at the scene within the room and respectfully greeted Murong Xi. However