Xia Ling looked at them nervously.
In the shadow of the door, a small child also nervously looked at them. Shaohui was afraid that his father would be defeated and silently cheered on him in his heart. However, the battle between the two men reached a stalemate as neither was willing to give in. Shaohui was unhappy, so he went to the dining area to take a look and ran over to pull Xia Ling's hand. "Sister, I'm hungry." He said softly.
Xia Ling was quite worried that these two men would start to fight. However, nothing was more important than Shaohui wanting to eat dinner. She gently said to Shaohui, "Are you hungry? Come, Sister will take you to dinner."
After that, she held the child's hand and walked towards the dining hall.