"Fufu, it seems even you cannot talk back to Qiong Xing, huh?"
An elderly woman who had brought water because he must have been thirsty thanked him as Qiong Xing did the same, then helped Ars sit up and drink.
"I am glad you're here, Qiong Xing. If I said it, I am sure this child would not listen."
From the way she spoke, it was clear that this was not the first time something like this had happened
Ars also did not deny it, so it must have been a known situation.
"Ars."
"...What?"
Thinking he was about to be lectured again, Ars kept his head down.
Qiong Xing gave a small wry smile and patted his lap.
"As punishment for keeping it to yourself, sit on my lap."
"Huh?"
His body had grown since before, but it was still manageable to sit on his lap, though lifting him would take a bit more strength, so Qiong Xing decided to have him climb up himself.
