"Third Lu always does things reliably." Eldest Lu looked at Fourth Lu. The wound on his forehead, though beginning to heal, was still fresh. Feeling a pang of sympathy and heartache in his heart, Eldest Lu stopped scolding Fourth Lu.
"If Elder Brother wouldn't let me go, how would you know I couldn't do it?" Fourth Lu said with a blaming tone. He paused for a moment, gazed blankly at the water glass shaking in Third Lu's hand for a split second, and then began pacing around the room.
"It's not that you can't do it; it's that Third Lu is more suitable than you." Eldest Lu's tone was calm, his gentle gaze following Fourth Lu as he walked back and forth.
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