"What's wrong with you? The first thing out of your mouth is asking why our Shopkeeper isn't dead yet—how rude can you get!" Li Yu folded her arms, glaring at the Middle-aged man sprawled on the ground, staring at Qi Shuangshuang in sheer terror, and said unhappily.
The Middle-aged man ignored Li Yu, still fixing his gaze on Qi Shuangshuang. His voice trembled as he asked, "Shuangshuang, are you… are you a human or a ghost? Have you come to claim my life?"
Qi Shuangshuang said nothing, just gripped her round fan and looked at him icily. Seeing this, the Middle-aged man panicked even more, his voice shaking badly: "Y-you can't kill me, I'm your father! I'm your father!"
"Shopkeeper, this man is your father!?" Qi Shuangshuang kept silent, but Li Yu, standing beside her, was so shocked when she heard this that she blurted out a question to Qi Shuangshuang.
