Mrs. Ling finished speaking, and the person on the other end of the call stayed silent for a long while.
After a moment, a voice finally came through, "You... sigh..."
"Enough, that child has hardly encountered any setbacks from childhood until now. This time, let him learn his lesson. It's good for him to understand that there are always people better than him."
"Alright, then that settles it. I'll go see what that youngster is up to now."
With that last word, Mrs. Ling hung up the phone.
She walked out of the room and made her way down to the first floor, where she saw Yin Tian sitting cross-legged on the sofa, meditating.
Mrs. Ling nodded to herself and looked at her daughter, "Has he been like this since he came downstairs?"
Yu Mingmiao wrinkled her cute, upturned nose, "Yeah, he sat down like this as soon as he came downstairs. Mom, what on earth did you say to him?"
