In the car, Di Junxiong, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and hesitated before speaking: "Master, you might not know, that guy in the Hanfu, his dad is quite wealthy around here.
Of course, it doesn't really matter, compared to Master, his dad is just a nobody no matter how rich he is!"
"Just focus on your work!" Xiao Feng glared at him.
This really matches people's stereotypical view of traditional master-apprentice relationships, where the master always finds fault with the apprentice in every way, almost never satisfied.
And the apprentice feels awe toward the master, never talking back when scolded or beaten.
At this moment, the little girl suddenly said: "Brother Xiao Feng, I just heard those onlookers seemed to have switched to Zhao Fengyun's side again. Their stance changes quite fast, doesn't it?"
Xiao Feng nodded: "Yeah, just like the speed you change your face."
