Xu Laogen wasn't surprised to hear this. He prided himself on understanding his granddaughter, the one whose temperament was most like his own. 'She got into a fight, and she's just supposed to pretend it never happened? Now *that* would be terrifying.'
'This was the same kid who, at two or three years old, got nipped by a goose and immediately pinned the big white bird down, right? The same one who fought back even as she was pecked to tears and, when she couldn't get a good grip, desperately yanked out its feathers? It's not like she doesn't have a temper.'
"Isn't that perfectly normal? The girl was protecting her mother. How is that a disgrace to the Xu family? If it were you, wouldn't you be furious? If you ask me, she should be praised. That's exactly how a child of the Xu family should be."
