Yan Xiao opened the iron gate, but the other person didn't seem inclined to enter.
The man in glasses looked at Yan Xiao and Han Jiaojiao, who was washing clothes in the yard, with distaste. Tilting his chin up slightly, he said impatiently, "Does Han Yi live here? Please have him come out and come with us for a bit."
The smile on Yan Xiao's face deepened, carrying a hint of excitement.
"Oh—come with you guys, huh…" Yan Xiao repeated his words slowly, his expression mocking.
The man in glasses, lengthening his face, asked, "Is he here or not?"
Yan Xiao, leaning lazily against the iron gate, called into the yard, "Jiaojiao, he's asking if your brother is at home?"
Upon hearing this, Han Jiaojiao walked over after shaking the water droplets off her hands, looking puzzled. "Why are you looking for my brother again? It's not another Ability test, is it? We've already had three."
