「At the same time.」
On the shore, Du Jingsong and the two girls were watching so nervously that they were breaking out in a sweat.
Jiang Xinghai had his back to them, so they couldn't see his expression, but they could faintly make out Zhao Linglong's.
"This is bad!"
Du Jingsong sighed to himself.
"Grandpa Zeng, is Commander Zhao angry?"
"Is she... lecturing him?"
The two girls couldn't stop gulping nervously.
They were both impossibly tense.
"Don't worry. Maybe there's still a chance for things to turn around."
Du Jingsong could only offer this comfort to his two great-granddaughters, as well as to himself.
In truth, he had already anticipated how this would end for Jiang Xinghai.
Just as he was now—getting the cold shoulder from Zhao Linglong, looking quite dejected.
"Third Senior Sister, did I do something wrong? Why are you suddenly ignoring me?" Jiang Xinghai was getting a headache.
