"Grandma, what are you talking about?"
Lude Johnsons raised his eyebrows and argued, "I just think she's so cool. Her arm got burned like that, and she still can eat. Her strength really is as legendary as they say, very powerful!"
"That's because you didn't see her frowning face when she got burned. It hurt her a lot!"
Thinking of this, Ruth Upperton felt quite satisfied. This time, it was a burn on her arm; next time, it will have to be breaking a leg to quench the hatred in her heart!
"Grandma, was it you who deliberately caused the Goddess to get burned?" Lude seemed to catch a whiff of conspiracy.
"How dare you slander your grandma?!"
Ruth Upperton acted convincingly, completely denying it and complaining, "I'm your real grandma, and you're siding with an outsider! Which eye of yours saw me do it, huh?!"
"Yes, Lude, how can you say that about grandma? It was all Isabella's fault for not catching it." Bertha Marley also supported her.
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