"Really?" Zhao Hongyu had been calm in every emergency, but this time she was astonished.
"I don't know if it's a trick of theirs. Tomorrow evening, the premiere of the West Ocean Dragon Palace will come to the East Ocean Dragon Palace with the gifts and pick up Zeng Yitao," Zhao Guang said.
"But West Ocean's style is not to play tricks. They don't think they need schemes with their greater strength," Zhao Hongyu analyzed in a low voice.
Standing next to them, Hao Ren didn't understand the 180-degree change in the West Ocean's attitude.
"Mom! The pot is taken out. Shall I wash it?" Standing on the other side of the living room. Zhao Yanzi asked with a dusty electric hotpot pot in her hands.
Zhao Yanzi glanced at Zhao Guang. "We'll talk about it when we get home."
She turned to face Zhao Yanzi. "Of course, you must wash it. It's dusty!"