The packrat was sandwiched between the two of them. His big black eyes darted around as he patted Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder with his small hand. "Grandfather, you can't be fierce to Grandmother… Grandmother is sick! She has to take very bitter medicine. Grandfather has to coax her."
Xuanyuan Yu was like a paper tiger in front of Bai Wan. When he heard the little packrat's words, he knew that Bai Wan was sick. He instantly became nervous and a worried expression appeared on his face.
"Why are you sick? You're already weak. Why didn't you stay in the East Continent? Why did you come to Wu'an in the snow?"
However, the tense relationship between the two of them made Xuanyuan Yu's tone not too gentle.
Yun Ran sighed slightly in her heart. This was probably the most domineering way to say the gentlest words.
"It's too cold outside. Let's enter the hall first."
