C783 A Cold Heart

Sasha...

A faint sound echoed as two figures materialized behind the middle-aged man—one elderly and one youthful. Chu Lin, had he been there, would have instantly recognized the elder as Presbyter Xu, the lecturer from the previous day.

"Carving rotten wood?" Presbyter Xu surveyed the flawed items strewn across the floor, his aged eyes betraying a flash of astonishment.

"Father-in-law