"Granduncle, thank you for your compliment. We're grateful as long as you don't find Tingfeng and me being too nosy. Other than that, I couldn't afford to accept your compliment."
"Oh? Busybodies, huh?" The former master's eyes flashed. "You just helped Xiao Qi and that kid, and you call yourselves busybodies, huh?"
At that moment, Zhao Youlin was completely calm. She gave a smile as she said, "No. I don't regret helping them. But I regret snatching your gun in public."
The former master quirked one of his eyebrows. "Are you afraid of it?"
Zhao Youlin keenly noticed a trace of coldness and disappointment in the former master's eyes. She knew that he had misunderstood her. She sneered, "Granduncle, you have just praised me for my bravery. How could you backtrack so soon?"
"I…"
"Granduncle and Uncle, those guns were not real, right?"
