As the potentially greatest master in the country, he had to entertain many people who came forward and wanted to speak to him. Nie Mi was rather old, after all. He got tired from speaking so much to so many people and was starting to show some signs of fatigue.
The Nie family juniors noticed that right away and spoke to many of the guests on his behalf, instead of letting them speak to him directly.
But for people like Wen Ruxia who were closer to him, they did not stop them.
Wen Ruxia was in an almond-colored dress. Her long, curly hair was let down and she looked more feminine and less domineering than usual.
She brought two young people with her.
Wen Ziyu and Fu Ge were both rather tall. One of them was just over 1.80 meters, and the other was about 1.78 meters tall. Standing by her sides, the two handsome guys in suits attracted many gazes.
Wen Ruxia was used to such attention and did not mind it. She walked towards Nie Mi, who was resting.
She smiled. "Master Nie, am I late?"
Nie Mi wouldn't be bothered to respond if it was someone else. But seeing that it was her, he asked, "You've come?"
"Mm." Wen Ruxia went closer, with her smile still on. "The roads were congested, so I'm a little late. But my blessings are surely not late. Master Nie, may your happiness be as immense as the East Sea, and may you live as long as the Zhongnan Mountains. May you enjoy all that you wish for."
"I don't need to live so long. At this age, I don't ask for more. Every day is a bonus, and all that matters is that I cherish it and leave no regrets."
Nie Mi was evidently in a good mood. He added, "But now, I won't be leaving any regrets."
Wen Ruxia knew what he was referring to. It was none other than Zhui Guang agreeing to participate in the music exchange convention.
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