After An Ning finished speaking, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm. Before he could react, she swiftly drew the hidden dagger from her waist and slashed at Gao Dashu's hand.
"Ah..."
A sharp, painful scream echoed, accompanied by a cold smile on An Ning's face. She retracted the blood-stained dagger and wrapped it back in a rag, hiding it at her waist again.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Old Man Gao was leisurely holding his old smoking pipe when he shivered. He couldn't hold it steady, and it dropped onto his body, the burning hot copper end scorching his thigh and causing him to grimace in pain.
The sound of a door opening was followed by Gao Yaozu's panicked appearance. Upon seeing Old Man Gao, he subconsciously shivered and then cautiously spoke, "Dad, this is..."
"Go back to your studies. The matters outside have nothing to do with you."
