He carried Ouyang Meili and Lan Qingyun on his back and turned to leave swiftly.
Xue Zhenghai hurried to follow, stroking his chin while pondering a question.
Suddenly, he blurted out, "Master, oh Master, you said you're now carrying two beauties. Should I tell my obedient granddaughter about this? I feel I should, to make her wary lest you flirt with other women outside."
"But then again, I feel I shouldn't say anything, since you're my master and we're both men, I understand you."
Shen Zhou, who was carrying the two beauties in front, nearly tripped and fell.
He suddenly turned his head, glaring at Xue Zhenghai, and said word by word, "First, stop calling me Master. You're Xue Lixue's grandfather. If you call me master, it makes our relationship very confusing. Second, say it or don't say it."
"After all, I'm saving people, not flirting. Please mind your language."
These words made Xue Zhenghai stick out his tongue, not daring to utter another word.
