By the time Jiang Yu and Nan Jiaojiao were tired, they trudged back one after the other, and in the end, Jiang Yu still grabbed Nan Jiaojiao's hand and tapped it, proudly arching his eyebrow.
"Remember, a master is always a master, don't even think about crossing the line."
Nan Jiaojiao nodded earnestly, "Understood, Master."
Jiang Yu sat down contentedly, taking the tea from Pei Dongshi.
After chatting idly for a while, Nan Jiaojiao's expression changed, and she spoke seriously, "Master, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
She talked about her idea of performing surgery on Old Lady Bo.
Jiang Yu sneered repeatedly, "Still heartless, thinking you really came back for me."
Nan Jiaojiao, feeling guilty, "I'll be with you from now on, but the poor old lady... I'm begging you, please, Master."
"Begging me?"
Jiang Yu's eyes darkened slightly, "For you to actually beg me, just who is this person?"
Nan Jiaojiao choked and did not speak.