"What's that?"
Shen Xiaohu looked a bit confused.
Shen Qing decided not to tease him anymore and said, "It's nothing. Uncle and Aunt are doing well. I helped them move, forgot to tell you. I'll take you there tonight."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie? Wipe your nose."
"Oh!" Shen Xiaohu stopped his teary eyes and suddenly felt a bit incompetent, his expression changed, "Damn, why do I always get sand in my eyes?"
Shen Qing shook his head helplessly.
He suddenly thought that Shanwa and Shen Xiaohu had completely opposite personalities.
"Keep practicing. I'll go find the Hall Master, your uncle." Shen Qing patted his shoulder and headed towards the inner courtyard.
On the way, he encountered many Outer Court disciples, each showing him great respect.
They called him senior brother from the left and right, all with smiling faces.
It seemed that the news of him killing the Boss of Mi Gang had spread, making him quite renowned.
