The cup in Qu Yan's hand cracked.
Even though she could not see Qing Zi's face, she could hear the disdain in Qing Yuanguang's mother's voice.
After a long while, Qing Zi's calm voice came from the computer. "Alright, don't find trouble with my uncle."
"As long as you are obedient, I will naturally not attack your uncle. However, if you are willing to be sensible, fighting with us like this is very good." Qing Yuanguang's mother stood up and patted her sleeves. She smiled at Qing Zi and left Qing Zi's house.
After a few minutes, Qing Zi slowly turned to her computer. Her face was displayed on the screen, and there was almost no change in her expression.
"Sigh, I might not be able to wait for you guys to come." Qing Zi smiled. "After my uncle's birthday, I have to leave. When I return to the International Association, I will look for you guys."
