"Sir, what are you looking at? Should I pull over?"
The assistant looked at the somber young man in the rearview mirror and asked softly.
The young man propped his head up, his eyes fixed darkly on Chi Wan walking down the street. Hearing the question, he said impatiently, "Pull over for what? Didn't you hear the old la... Grandma telling me to hurry home? Just drive."
The assistant lowered his head, pretending not to understand that the young man had clearly meant to say "old hag," and said no more.
The driver, who had heard the assistant and was about to slow down, lightly stepped on the gas, and the car slipped into the stream of traffic like a fish.
Upon entering the manor, as soon as the car stopped, the door was opened by a tall girl. "Brother, what took you so long? Grandma was just asking about you."
The young man clicked his tongue in annoyance, "Tsk," and muttered a curse. "Didn't she go back to her hometown? Why is she back so soon?"
