C98 To Move out of the Bedroom of the Southern Salamander

"Alright, let's hurry back to the dining hall to eat!" Nan Muyang's anger finally dissipated after hearing his son's words.

He returned to his usual gentleness and elegance. Looking at his son, he said gently, "Oh yeah, Shaolong, come to my study room after dinner. There's something I need to tell you."

Although he was not angry with his son, he still had to remind him