Old Master Nan glared with his old eyes, forcing back his tears, "You brat, how can you still be blowing snot bubbles at your age, and dare to say I cry ugly? Once you're healed, you start acting up again, don't you? Are you asking for a beating again?!"
Nan Tian rubbed her nose red from crying and pouted, "Considering that you got hurt today, I won't stoop to your level! Hmph!"
Watching the grandfather and granddaughter resume their usual quirky interaction, An Yiqing found it amusing. She stepped forward, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Old Master Nan, motioning for Nan Tian to help the old man sit up.
"Old Master, why did Nan Yang suddenly poison you? What exactly happened?" An Yiqing asked.
Old Master Nan took the glass, giving An Yiqing a grateful look, "Nan Yang discovered I was faking my illness!
Nan Yang discovered it?
