章 115: Ink Painting

Old Master Ye: "..." 

I have never seen such an arrogant person before. 

"You are so young…." He clenched his teeth and fumed, "But you have your nose in the air. How did your parents teach you?" 

Speaking of this, the little thing became even more fearless. 

She puffed her cheeks and swayed her head, "My daddy said this: we either cut the weeds and eliminate the roots or burn the bones to ashes." 

Huo Chenyu: "..." 

Old Master Huo started to question his life. "..." Where did this child learn this from? 

"...." Huo Yao felt comforted for no good reason. 

It looks like the little thing did remember what he said before. 

The little thing put her hands behind her back like a little adult and slowly continued, "My mommy said that she likes to convince people with her virtues." 

Old Master Ye's expressions improved slightly. 

So there was still some hope for the mother.