Knock, Knock, knock
Su Yu was talking to Chen Hao when someone knocked on the door.
“Who is it?”
“Is Su Yu at home?”
Su Yu was a little confused. He stood up and walked to the door. He took the knife with him and asked again, “Who is it?”
Chen Hao was a little speechless when he saw him waiting at the door with the knife. Was It so exaggerated?
“Your father’s comrade-in-arms!”
Outside the door, old xie smiled and said, “Young man, you’re quite vigilant. I’m Teng Kong. It’s useless for you to hold a knife.”
Su Yu was a little embarrassed and didn’t know what to say.
The other party actually sensed it directly. His strength was much stronger than his even if he wasn’t Teng Kong.
Putting down the knife, Su Yu opened the door.
There were two people standing outside the door. The one in front was old Xie. The other Su Yu looked a little familiar. After a while, he recognized him and hurriedly said, “It’s uncle Qian.”
