Yun Zhijuan reflexively stepped back.
He couldn't believe his junior would have such a good attitude towards him.
Xiao Qimo's smile was increasingly like a gentle spring breeze.
"You've had a long journey, please have a seat."
!!!
Yun Zhijuan's heart trembled with fear, and he stepped back again.
Xiao Qimo's gentleness was something he couldn't handle.
"Qimo, today's a family banquet, everyone specifically gathered to send you and Mianmian off. We can't see blood during the send-off, or it won't be auspicious!"
He pinched his fingers and started muttering to himself, looking more like a charlatan than a diviner.
Xiao Qimo crossed his arms and laughed, "Uncle, what are you thinking? How could there be blood?"
Yun Zhijuan: "..."
Damn! And he even calls him uncle!
Xiao Qimo must be using another tactic!
"And during the send-off, no fighting is allowed! That's also not auspicious!" Yun Zhijuan emphasized.
"Of course, we're just having a meal."
