Tan Rou believed that Zhuang Liu would not let the Zhuang family's third son off easily, so she quickly unsealed his acupuncture point. However, she still did not let the Zhuang family's third son's voice recover. She only turned him from a mute to a duck's voice.
The voice of Third Uncle Zhuang was like a male duck being pinched by the neck. It was very unpleasant to hear. He could tell that his words were unpleasant, so he shut his mouth.
"Young lady, we've let you down today. Don't worry, we'll definitely give you a satisfactory explanation." Old Master Zhuang promised.
Tan Rou did not really care about this matter. Besides, she had also hit Zhuang Che and taught the Zhuang family's third son a lesson. She was worried that Old Master Zhuang would be angry. "Grandpa Zhuang, as long as you don't blame me for hitting you, it's fine. There's no need to explain."
Old Master Zhuang insisted, "No, we're the ones at fault. We have to compensate you."
