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"We're here!" My uncle-in-law finally spoke up, but he only uttered two words.
"Old Lu, why did you bring someone with you? Who is he?" As we approached, one man stood up first, eyeing me warily.
"No need to panic, I've brought a Yin Yang Master with me." My uncle-in-law hadn't even had the chance to drive the sticks of his bike into the ground before he hurriedly explained.
"A little brat still a Yin Yang Master? Don't tell me I don't believe him; just look at him. If he went inside there, wouldn't he get so scared he'd wet his pants?" Another man also stood up.
"Baldy, what are you implying? Are you questioning me? Fine, if that's the case, you two can handle this on your own. I'll go home for some rest instead of wasting my time arguing with you. Ming Yue, let's go!" My uncle-in-law's expression soured instantly after hearing the two men's comments. He offloaded the Luoyang Shovel to the ground, turned his bike around and, calling out to me, prepared to leave.
