"Stop talking about those things we don't need," said Old Master Lian.
"Am I wrong in my guesses? I kept it conservative," Lady Zhou squinted at Old Master Lian and said, "That Old Fourth, all heartless and vengeful, not close to us. Wu Lang, Manman, and those kids, they all side with their maternal grandfather's family. Even sending us a little something makes them strain every nerve."
"I told you not to talk, yet you keep nagging," Old Master Lian said irritably.
Lady Zhou snorted, and then fell silent.
"Oh..." Old Master Lian sighed deeply, "Second one, your mouth has no guard, truly worrisome."
The candle on the candlestick had nearly burned out, flickering intensely. Lady Zhou glanced at Old Master Lian once more before blowing out the candle without a word.
The room plunged into darkness.
"Why'd you blow out the light, I'm still sitting here," Old Master Lian protested.
