No matter how good tempered Bai Zehao was, he was a man of fiery spirit. At these words, he glared at the old man, seemingly on the brink of exploding in anger. Thankfully, Bai Zepei pulled him back, signaling him to bear with it for now.
Not only Bai Zehao, but also Bai Yihong and Lin Ping'er were indignant, with smoke virtually billowing from their heads. They wanted to throw their tools and go home.
"Big brother, don't say more. Let's go to the field," said Bai Zepei, pulling Bai Zehao along. Looking back at the old man, he added, "Uncle's present condition is truly the result of grandpa's over-indulgence."
His tone was neither salty nor bland, with a slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth. It may have looked like a smile, but it tasted ironic. Before the old man could fully comprehend, Bai Zepei turned around and walked away, only leaving a tall and lean silhouette disappearing into the distance.
