C534 There Were Many Suspicious Points

I was very puzzled. When I came last time, Old Staller said that he was alone. I didn't see anyone else. Who was this young man?

With a belly full of questions, I walked forward. No matter what, I first bowed to Old Staller's portrait three times.

The young man was so engrossed in his singing that he almost dropped the horn in his hand.

He stood up from the stool and stuttered, "You... You..