No, or rather, it was the words that the old man asked Shuer to pass on to him.

Therefore, he became hesitant again.

Young Master Liu took a deep breath and gently placed the envelope on the desk.

He picked up the tea beside him and took a sip, then slowly leaned on the chair.

Just like that, Young Master Liu was sipping the tea in the cup, staring at the envelope on the table thoughtfully and fell silent.

Time passed quietly.

I don't know how long it took.

A sudden knock on the door brought Mr. Liu out of silence.

"Master, the little one is here."

Young Master Liu sat up straight, raised his head and looked at the door.

"Liu Song, come in."

"yes."

Liu Song responded loudly, pushed open the door, walked to the desk with light steps and stopped.

"Master, you asked Miss Yue'er to call me here. Is there something wrong?"

Young Master Liu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, then waved to Liu Song with a smile.

"Liu Song, please sit down first."

"Hey, okay."

Liu Song first picked up the pot and refilled a cup of tea for Young Master Liu, then pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.

"Master, I wonder what orders you have for me?"

Young Master Liu sighed softly, stood up and walked towards the bookshelf not far away.

"Wait for now, young master, I will give you instructions after I figure it out.

If you are thirsty, just pour the tea yourself."

Liu Song looked startled at first, then nodded quickly after he realized what he was doing.

"Yes, yes, I understand, little one."

Liu Mingzhi walked to the bookshelf and slowly slid his fingers over the stacks of books.

Suddenly, Young Master Liu's fingers paused on a stack of books on the left side of the bookshelf.

Then, he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and walked silently towards the desk.

When Liu Song saw his young master's appearance, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand and waited calmly.

Liu Mingzhi sat on the chair again, tapped his lips with his finger, casually opened the cover of the book, and read the contents with a blank expression.

"Willow Pine."

"Hey, the little one is here."

"You light the sandalwood in the incense burner next to me. Master, I want to calm down."

"Yes, little one, let's go right away."

Liu Song immediately stood up and moved lightly towards the exquisite incense burner next to him.

Soon.

The entire study was filled with the unique smell of sandalwood.

Liu Mingzhi sniffed the soothing scent of sandalwood in the air, and his frown gradually relaxed.

When Liu Song saw his young master's expression gradually soothing, he let out a silent sigh.

He rolled up his sleeves casually, stood next to the incense burner and gently waved his palms, slowly fanning the smoke rising from the birds in the direction of Young Master Liu.

At this time, Liu Mingzhi's mind was completely focused on the contents of the book.

As time goes by.

The sun gradually rose outside the window, and the warm sunshine shone into the study from the half-opened window.

It first shone on Young Master Liu, and then on the book in his hand.

Young Master Liu blinked his eyes a few times and subconsciously turned his head to look out the window.

"Willow Pine."

Liu Song immediately put away his wrist and walked quickly to the desk.

"Master, the younger one is here."

"Liu Song, what time is it now?"

"To tell you what, young master, it's probably around noon."

Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows, stood up from the chair, and stretched lazily.

"It's around noon. Master, have I been reading for so long?"

"Master, from the moment I lit the sandalwood incense as a child, it has been about an hour and a half."

"It's been about an hour and a half?"

"Yes, it's been about an hour and a half."

Liu Mingzhi put the book on the desk with his backhand, stood up and walked to the window sill, gently pushing open the half-open window in front of him.

He looked at the sunny but slightly bleak scenery in the courtyard and sighed softly.

"Oh, so much time has passed in the blink of an eye.

Time is really becoming more and more useless.”

Liu Song heard Young Master Liu's emotional tone and hurriedly took a few steps forward.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just sighed casually."

"Yes, yes, it's okay."

Liu Mingzhi casually put his hands on his back and stared dimly at the courtyard that was already feeling quite desolate.

When Liu Song saw this, he stood aside with his head lowered and his eyebrows lowered, waiting silently.

I have been with the young master for decades, and I know the young master’s character very well.

He could tell that his young master must have something on his mind.

It's just that the young master doesn't want to say anything, so naturally he can't ask any more questions.

After a long time.

Young Master Liu stretched out his hand and patted it on the window sill, then looked back at Liu Song.

"Willow Pine."

"Here, Master, tell me."

"Liu Song, Master, how long has it been since the sword in my hand saw blood?"

Liu Song was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly: "Master, in my childhood memory, I haven't seen blood for a long time."

"Then tell me, if the sword doesn't see blood, can it still be called a sword?"

"Go back to Master, I can't."

"Why."

"Master, weapons and other things exist for killing.

Protect the master and drink the blood of the enemy.

That's where its value lies.

And if a weapon loses its original value.

Then it would be meaningless."

Liu Mingzhi took a gentle breath, narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Yes! Things like swords and weapons originally exist for killing.

People have their own value, and weapons naturally have their own value as well.

Willow Pine."

"The little one is here."

"Paper, pen."

"Yes, I will obey, little one."
Chapter completed!