"Young lady, if you want to fly back, do you buy a ticket here?"
The voice of an elderly man in a white robe sounded behind her, seasoned and weathered by time. Qian Qi turned back, her eyes beneath the sunglasses slightly glimmered.
"Yes." She lifted a corner of her mouth into a smile, "Sir, at your age, you're still going into instances? Truly vigorous in old age!"
"Hahaha." The elderly man in white chuckled discreetly, his gentle and calm gaze fell upon Qian Qi, but carried a hint of scrutiny, "When you're old, you still need to support the family. With more experience, you have to put in some effort, otherwise the family might fall apart."
"Then it must be that the younger ones in the family aren't up to it," Qian Qi stood up and offered her stool to the old man, "Or perhaps it's you spoiling your family too much, which makes you work even at this old age."
The elderly man in white was taken aback upon hearing this, then began to ponder thoughtfully.
