Uncle Liu, upon hearing these words, immediately lowered his head.
His face twisted in agony, he looked like he was struggling considerably.
Yang Xiao's words had undoubtedly touched a nerve, leaving him at a loss for words momentarily.
Fortunately, his wife was not there at the time; she had disappeared from the living room when Yang Xiao and Uncle Liu met, probably gone to their son's room, unknowing of certain truths. Otherwise, Uncle Liu would surely have another confused account to settle.
Yang Xiao, looking at the silent Uncle Liu, probably guessed what was on his mind and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
He looked at Uncle Liu and said, "Could it be that you feel it's already not easy to ask for my help, and that's why you hesitate to urge me further? Are you worried that if you rush me, not only will you not get the desired outcome, but it might backfire, and I would just throw in the towel and leave?"
