"Heh, heh, heh," Xuanyuan Wanrong laughed scornfully and stared at Xu Que, the coldness in her eyes seeming to threaten him.
"Your request, that I won't harm you, is that meant to humiliate me?" She shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Xu Que laughed lightly and made a carefree gesture, "I'm not that kind of person."
"What kind of person are you?" Xuanyuan Wanrong's bitter smile vanished, and her expression became serious. "You're someone who is 200 years younger than I am, and yet you still dare to pretend to be my senior? This is evil, stupid, and childish."
As she spoke, her face was filled with disgust and she rose to her feet.
Xu Que touched his nose with an embarrassed gesture and said, "Don't be too eager to scold me. I had good intentions. Let's do this: I'll ask you a question, and if it isn't your grandfather who appears, but your parents who appear..."
