As Shao Baxing entered the room, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The delicious dishes on the table, fragrant and enticing, were no longer of interest to anyone.
Shao Baxing, who was under everyone's gaze, seemed completely oblivious to the unusual atmosphere, or perhaps he was used to being unwelcome.
He stopped at the table, looking directly at the little girl behind Du Qingyue and the others, expressionless, and said, "Miss, stop hiding."
The already quiet courtyard became absolutely silent!
Soon, the little girl peeked out from between Du Qingyue and Lu Yao's shoulders, giggled, and waved her small hand, "Hello, Grandpa Shao."
Shao Baxing nodded slightly, "Pack your things, say goodbye, you have the time of three glasses of wine."
After saying that, he pulled out a chair and sat down.
Xiao Feng glanced at Lone Wolf and gave him a look.
