The old granny probably nearly died of anger because of Mingshu; even a glance at her was enough to give her a headache, and she hobbled along with her cane, thumping it on the ground as if she were chasing ghosts!
Soon, someone came running from the back kitchen, their footsteps sounding somewhat clumsy— it must have been that Ah Qiang, "Hey! I'm coming, I'm coming!"
The greasy, old blue curtain was lifted, and out stepped a person. Everyone subconsciously gasped.
This person was extremely tall and sturdy, far beyond what ordinary folks could match, moving slowly towards them like a small mountain.
Mingshu glanced at his arm and couldn't help but be astonished. Good heavens, it was thicker than her thigh!
She heard Wang Yuan whisper in amazement, her voice low and astonished, "My God, if he punched me, I reckon I'd die!"
Mingshu: ...This girl's train of thought is rather peculiar.
"How terrifying; what does he eat to grow so tall?"
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