At that moment, Qin Mu felt she was not considered a junior in the old man's eyes, but rather insignificant.
"What Elder Jing says isn't without reason. If playing the pity card could get me what I want, why would I not be happy to do so?"
If the elder didn't treat himself as an elder, then why should the younger generation act like juniors?
Since he looked at her with that kind of gaze, why should she tolerate him with a hypocritical gaze? So at that moment, Qin Mu's eyes also flashed with sharpness like drawn swords and blades.
"Hmph! You certainly know how to play the game. But such behavior is really contemptible."
Elder Jing laughed, his gaze still filled with disdain and sarcasm.
"If I behaved properly, would you look at me as you would look at a junior, or even a normal person?"
Qin Mu countered, her gaze still keen.
Jing Qing listened silently, instinctively disliking the way Qin Mu spoke to her grandfather.