Seeing the old man on the Light Brain starting to ramble on, seemingly intending to criticize him in thirty thousand words, Su Xingchen sent a voice message to interrupt him promptly.
[Su Xingchen: Haven't you seen the news? The person who led the Fire Stream Dragon into the instance wasn't just Su Ang.]
[Master is Master: ? You know well that I'm always too busy and lazy to watch the news!]
[Su Xingchen: [Sent you a link]]
The white-haired old man clicked on the link, and after carefully browsing its content, his expression began to change subtly.
As Qian Qi came back dragging a new sack, she saw the white-haired old man run over quickly with a sly grin. His aged hands were surprisingly "nimble" as he took the sack from her, giving off a fawning vibe.
"Oh my, if I'd known you were going to take so much, I would've gone with you! You must be exhausted! Next time, just call me along, no need to be polite with me!"
Qian Qi: ?
What's up with this old man?
