"Oh, so it's you, Grandma! I didn't even recognize you. My apologies for the poor reception."
Gu Jiaojiao's voice was gentle, but she didn't put away the cleaver in her hand.
The old woman wanted to enter, but the cleaver in her hand was intimidating, so she could only stand at the gate.
"Let's go inside and talk!"
When Gu Jiaojiao offered a single polite phrase and nothing more, the old woman had no choice but to suggest they talk inside the courtyard.
Gu Jiaojiao didn't move an inch.
"Oh, no. That's not convenient for me."
The old woman was speechless.
She wanted to fly into a rage.
Gu Jiaojiao balanced the cleaver on the tip of her finger. No one knew how she did it, but the blade began to spin in the air on its own.
Gu Jiaojiao was balancing it with just a single finger.
The old woman swallowed the tirade she was about to unleash.
"I'm still your grandmother, you know! How can you speak to me like that!"
