The relief and joy from having saved the Mouse King quickly faded because the parents of those brats had arrived.
Qiao An stood at a distance, arms crossed, watching with a cold gaze.
She truly couldn't comprehend this aspect of human sentiment. It was as if they thought being a minor gave them a license to do whatever they wanted, never once considering what kind of garbage these children would grow into if left unchecked.
"Our kids are still little! How could they have committed arson on purpose?"
"Exactly. My son has been obedient and well-behaved since he was little, a straight-A student. How could he possibly start a fire? He was just looking for a place to set off some fireworks with friends. Don't tell me that's illegal too?"
"Oh, come on. This is a trivial matter. So the orchard caught on fire. We'll just pay for the damages. It's not like anyone was killed..."
