C208 Reasoning Still Needs to Rely on the Fist
By now, Xingtian Zhong had torn off his mask of friendliness. His face might still be flushed, but his heart was anything but soft.
Tang Tianyuv glanced at him coolly and cracked a smile. "Uncle, have you been snooping around us all this time?"
"Yes," Xingtian Zhong stood tall, his chest puffed out. "And what of it?"
"You're really not cut out for espionage," Tang Tianyuv sighed