Feng Mu and Yuan Xidi left, and the atmosphere over breakfast seemed to have frozen slightly.
Zhao Zhixin's facial muscles twitched, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He couldn't tell if the junior brother actually listened to what he said.
The junior brother couldn't just be like those righteous people, pretending to praise but actually being sarcastic, could he?
Hmm, probably not. Zhao Zhixin was very sure the junior brother's nature is dark.
So, the junior brother was sincerely praising and admiring. He did listen, but perhaps it had the opposite effect?!!
Zhao Zhixin sighed and looked at Li Guishen for help, complaining slightly: "Master, can't you persuade the junior brother? He might spoil the atmosphere of our [Ronggui Sect]."
Li Guishen's toes, which were clawing at the ground, stiffened, and the calculations became chaotic and needed to be redone.
