After reading the contents of the paper, Shangguan Xuanyi's stern gaze deepened even further.
Yet Xiao'er seemed bewildered after reading them, unable to comprehend their contents.
With only a few words, the text read: Beware of being framed.
Who would frame them? And why? Could it be due to the wealth they possessed? The thought wandered in Xiao'er's mind.
"What should we do, Brother Shangguan?"
Crumpling the paper, Shangguan Xuanyi picked up a chicken wing and placed it in front of Xiao'er: "Let's not worry about it for now. Drink your soup and eat your meal first."
"Aren't you curious?" Xiao'er asked while sipping her soup.
"I am curious. But we should eat first." He harbored the thought, whoever set out to frame them must have the guts to do so.
Hearing this, Xiao'er pursed her lips and obediently went on to eat.
The shopkeeper had only brought them a plate of soy sauce chicken, a plate of vegetables, purple seaweed egg drop soup, and two bowls of rice.