When Seventh Uncle returned, would he really let him off?
The current Xiao Shuo truly felt like dying! He looked pitifully at Grandfather Xiao. "Grandfather."
Grandfather Xiao, furious, closed his eyes for a moment and said with restrained anger, "You go back first!"
"Then... then you won't tell Seventh Uncle it was me who said it, right?" Xiao Shuo wanted to cry.
Grandfather Xiao didn't speak; he was too angry for words. If it was true, he would definitely beat this damn brat to death.
Seeing Grandfather Xiao so enraged, Butler Zhong stepped forward. "Young Master Shuo, it's best you return for now. The Old Master knows what he's doing."
