Dylan Young moved his finger. "Didn't I say I didn't ask you to do anything?"
Gamma Young trembled with fear, his eyes shaking at the sight of Dylan's hand. "I... I just got nervous and forgot, Second... Second Uncle, you, you know, when I see you, I... I'm scared, and when I get scared, I forget everything else. And... and... what my mum wants to do really has nothing to do with me, I have no interest in getting involved. I just want to scrape by and wait to die, I don't want to meddle in anything, Second Uncle, please spare me."
Dylan Young narrowed his eyes and looked at Gamma Young, asking, "Besides these, is there nothing else?"
Gamma Young shook his head repeatedly. "Nothing, nothing... absolutely nothing else, really Second Uncle, when my mum found me yesterday, she only said these things, and you know how capable I am. If there were other, too complicated matters, I couldn't handle them! She wouldn't dare entrust them to me."