Xiaowu seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
Tang San looked at Xiaowu, "Xiaowu, what's wrong with you?"
Xiaowu shook her head, trying somewhat to disguise her concern, "Nothing. Xiaosan, do you think that unscrupulous merchant uncle will still remember us?"
Tang San gave a wry smile, "It's only been two days; he should not have forgotten us. However, since he is the dean, he probably won't take your offense to heart."
Oscar chuckled softly, "There you are wrong. Our Dean Flander is famously vindictive. Of course, his greatest virtue is his protectiveness."
Flander, approaching them, suddenly cast a glance in their direction, and his gaze landed on Oscar, a playful light flashing in his eyes.
Oscar's face turned pale with fear, "Oh no, he might have heard what I said. This is bad."
