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Yuan Bao understood Xiao Ruo's meaning, which was to keep an eye on that father and son, as long as they didn't cause trouble.
Just as Yuan Bao was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something: "Sister-in-law, there's one more thing."
"Speak."
"That old man surnamed Rong looks over sixty, and his son is only in his teens. Isn't the age gap a bit too wide?" Yuan Bao voiced his suspicion.
Xiao Ruo didn't find it strange: "Maybe he's an old man with a child? As long as they don't do anything against us, it's fine."
Yuan Bao was still uneasy: "Sister-in-law, I always feel those two are suspicious."
The two of them always whispered together, it sounded like some local dialect. But whenever they talked, they would deliberately stay far from him and lower their voices, so no matter how good his inner strength was, he couldn't hear what they were saying.
