"What happened? Why did you suddenly walk out?" Elder Smith looked at Aaric whose face was void of any emotions. He wondered why he suddenly became so cold. He was just fine now. Something must be wrong.
"Your dearest grand nephew was planning to sell my wife off." Aaric looked at his grandfather and said in a cold tone. The temperature of his voice was so low that one could not help but shudder whoever was listening. The old man in front squinted his eyes as a cold light flashed into his eyes. He had never expected that those people would go to this extent.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Do you think I would joke about these things grandfather?" Aaric pressed his lips together and looked at his grandfather with a frown on his face.
