Su Yan felt every hair on her body standing on end, trembling with a shiver.
He was standing behind and to the side of Su Yan, so she could not see his features at all.
But she knew that the "old master" he mentioned must refer to her teacher.
Her mind raced to search for information about this man; Su Yan despairingly realized she had no idea who he was.
The master only had one son, already in his fifties.
It couldn't be this young man, so who was he?
"Who exactly are you?" Su Yan asked, her voice remarkably calm.
She knew that this person meant no harm and also wouldn't dare to treat her badly.
Because their scuffle had not startled Aunt Li or the master upstairs.
It seemed that they were aware of his presence and did not stop his actions.
The knife was taken away, and the man released his hold on her. He walked around from her back to her front, casually tossing the knife onto the table and elegantly seating himself on the couch.
