Upon hearing this, both Father Ying and Lady Ying were somewhat dumbfounded.
Old Madam Ying was even more incredulous, her face growing even hotter with rage, "Officer, what do you mean by this?"
Are they slapping her in the face blatantly?
The chief nodded, not angered at all, "Exactly what you heard."
Old Madam Ying was seething with anger, emphatically stressing again, "I am her grandmother!"
The chief remained courteous, even while speaking crudely, "It doesn't matter if you're the Jade Emperor Himself."
Old Madam Ying was so angry that her face was twisted, filled more with embarrassment and awkwardness.
Her complexion turned from green to white, she nearly fainted from suffocation.
In Shanghai City, she had always been respected. When had she ever been mocked like this?
"Let them out," ordered the chief, waving his hand dismissively, not wishing to say more.
Old Madam Ying couldn't play the old-age card anymore and was thus driven out.
