Zhu Xiaohai was so agitated that Zhu Yan was dumbfounded, and Zhu Yuehai, who was sitting on the sofa, imdiately stood up and hurried over.
At this mont, Zhu Xiaohai had no one else in his eyes. He just thought about finding the senior he kept murmuring about. Zhu Yuehai was also stunned by this scene and couldn’t help but look at his good-for-nothing son.
The good-for-nothing son shrugged, indicating he didn’t know why the old man would have such a reaction.
Zhu Xiaohai’s gaze swept around the living room and finally landed on Fang Yi.
Zhu Xiaohai stomped his cane on the ground, his slightly hunched back facing Fang Yi, scrutinizing him closely.
With a full beard, dressed plainly, and with his feet on the coffee table, he looked extrely arrogant, nothing like the senior he had in mind.
It wasn’t that the temperant didn’t match, but the face didn’t!
The senior wasn’t so young!
However, Zhu Xiaohai had already beco sowhat obsessed and still leaned in slightly, probing, "Senior?"
Fang Yi shook his head and said, "I’m no senior. I’m just here to collect a debt. Do you want to discuss it in front of the other two or just between us?"
Normally, Zhu Xiaohai would have thrown out soone with such an arrogant attitude long ago.
But at this mont, Zhu Xiaohai was sure that this person wasn’t the respected senior, but he must be related to that old man, no doubt.
Zhu Xiaohai sighed lightly, "Forget it, I’ve hidden this matter for decades. You two co here and sit down, and I’ll slowly tell you."
Fang Yi: "Please, old man, speak quickly, so I can enjoy myself after getting the money."
Zhu Xiaohai couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This young person was so inconsiderate.
Zhu Yuehai and the good-for-nothing son Zhu Yan didn’t dare sit down because Zhu Xiaohai was still standing there. How could they dare to take a seat? They could only stand by and listen obediently.
Zhu Xiaohai didn’t mind this, leaning on his cane and slowly began recounting what happened that day.
How he was in danger, how soone saved him, his encounters with that old man, and how that old man lent him money, Zhu Xiaohai revealed everything, except for the exact amount of money, which he intentionally left out.
The whole story ca out of Zhu Xiaohai’s mouth, and Zhu Yuehai and his son looked astonished, while Zhu Xiaohai was fixated on Fang Yi, trying to discern sothing from his expression.
But unfortunately, from start to finish, Fang Yi’s expression remained unchanged, and he even calmly lit a cigarette.
At this mont, Zhu Yan finally couldn’t help but speak up, "Grandpa, that’s not right. You said you had cramps in your feet, and you were in the middle of the river. How did that old senior get you out? He couldn’t possibly fly, right?"
Zhu Xiaohai didn’t answer but looked at Fang Yi, smiling, "This question has puzzled for years, and I still can’t figure it out. Could you, my young friend, provide so answers?"
However, Fang Yi looked at them with a gaze reserved for fools and nonchalantly uttered two words: "Qinggong!"
When the word Qinggong ca out of Fang Yi’s mouth, Zhu Xiaohai, Zhu Yuehai, and Zhu Yan all turned to look at Fang Yi, their eyes likewise giving off a look reserved for fools.
The living room instantly turned silent and cold.
Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, "Judging by your looks, it seems you don’t believe ?"
Zhu Yan imdiately nodded vigorously like a pecking chicks and said, "Anyone who believes is an idiot!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Yan received a kick to his buttocks.
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