"Hehehe, of course, there is." Uncle Ma's face stiffened, and at this moment, he wanted to find a place to hide.
Feng Xuxu observed Uncle Ma's unease and glanced back, noticing her husband's sharp glares flying towards Uncle Ma from time to time. She felt a sudden surge of embarrassment crowding her mind. Seeing Uncle Ma's pitiful expression, she decided not to tease him anymore. Standing up, she patted his shoulder and pointed outside, then twisted around and returned to Dugu Chen's side.
Being as astute as he was, Uncle Ma immediately understood Feng Xuxu's meaning. He couldn't wait to stand up, addressing Dugu Chen, who sat at the head of the table: "Master, the person has been delivered; your servant should take his leave now."
