The old woman glanced at Su Nian, remembering what she had just said.
Trembling, she took out her phone. When she saw the name on the screen, she looked even more afraid to answer.
RING RING RING…
"The boundless Tianya is my love, at the foot of the continuous green mountains..."
Su Nian chuckled, her eyes filled with even more sarcasm.
"Why are you afraid to answer? That's your precious son calling."
Hearing Su Nian say this, the old woman grew even more terrified.
She threw aside her cane and lunged forward to strike Su Nian as if she had gone mad.
But Su Nian was a firm believer in fighting fire with fire, and she immediately hoisted up a chair.
The large, solid wood stool seemed as light as a balloon in Su Nian's hands.
The old woman's courage immediately failed her. It's often said that the fierce fear the unreasonable, and the unreasonable fear the reckless.
