Looking at Zhuge Zhi, who seemed suddenly pumped up as if he had taken a shot of adrenaline, Gong Ruini was dumbfounded, "What's going on here?"
Zhao Guangran was also quite bewildered, "A complete change."
Suddenly recalling the face-changing art from Sichuan that her grandmother once mentioned, "Could this be that face-changing?"
Poor child, to think of that, but this is a bit far from face-changing.
Zhao Xuran withdrew his gaze from the old man who followed them into the courtyard, "He must be in better spirits."
"Yes, he's in better spirits. Maybe he thinks Grandpa Zhuge will come up with the money to buy that big mansion." It's really strange that no one from the Zhuge family has come to ask for help yet.
No one expected they'd send such a heavyweight figure. That's how it should be; sending just anyone would trample all over Zhuge Zhi's dignity.
