"Uncle, let's go in!" Zhao Ritian said as he and his uncle, Zhao Tu, arrived at the entrance of Lin Xi's villa, a dozen minutes after Lin Xi had returned.
At this moment, Zhao Tu grabbed his shoulder, stopping him, and said,
"Actually, you've only met him once, we don't really know what kind of person he is!"
"If we barge in like this, it might upset him!"
Zhao Ritian wasn't a foolish person. As soon as Zhao Tu mentioned this, he understood instantly, and Zhao Tu continued,
"You just saw how he killed Basajov without a second thought. We need to be cautious around this kind of person!"
"So, let's not disturb him. If he gets angry, I can't guarantee what will happen to you!"
"Besides, I heard two women's voices inside..."
Zhao Ritian sighed and didn't say anything more, but glanced around at the lawns and small groves and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are we sleeping outside tonight?"
Zhao Tu chuckled and shook his head, "No need!"
