"Lass Ling'er, do you really have a method?" Old Man Zao asked doubtfully.
"Yes, yes. Trust me," Feng Ling'er promised.
"Alright, I'll leave Little Second to you. Don't let him cry anymore. It's so unsightly!" Old Man Zao couldn't take it anymore. Then he retreated to the side tactfully and allowed Feng Ling'er to start tormenting him!
"Little Second, I order you not to cry anymore. Otherwise, you will regret it!" Feng Ling'er said loudly, her words full of threat!
"W-what do you want? I'm warning you, don't do anything rash! I'll resist!" The Second Elder's eyes welled up with tears as he covered his chest with his arms, his face full of fear.
"…"
"Little Second, look at your appearance. I'm not interested in you." Feng Ling'er's forehead was full of black lines as she said speechlessly. Now, she really wondered how the brains of these people from the Lan family grew. Why were their thoughts so different!
