Ji Yiyi almost fainted from anger, "Baby, you really are a little heartless."
"Third Uncle, you better not say anything more, or you'll get hit again." Little Beiting yawned, "I won't say anything either, I want to sleep."
At this moment, the Nameless Elder yawned and woke up, then sighed leisurely, "Ah... people these days really don't understand how to respect the elderly and cherish the young, poor my old bones."
The Nameless Elder spoke to the people below, "Dear brothers, please let me down.
I'm not with them, we're not on the same side, you've caught the wrong person."
"Not with them, and yet you're with them? Who are you trying to fool!"
The elder said, "I'm just a lonely old man, visiting relatives in G City, and this young man took pity on me and gave me a plane ticket.
Look at me, dressed like a beggar, do I seem like I'm with these three?
The clothes they're wearing could buy a hundred of my rags."
