It was almost nine o'clock by the time they got home.
Yun Qiuce was being chased around by the Old Master, who was leaning on a cane, jumping up and down in the living room and courtyard. "Dad, Qi and I went to do business, really! Ow, my butt..."
"Why don't you believe me? Pang Hu's aunt and her family were covered in Evil Qi. Qi and I were just fighting chaotically... Ow, my foot!"
...
"Fighting chaotically? You dare to say, with your skills you could barely fight at all..."
The Old Master got tired of chasing and finally stopped.
He turned back and held Little Dumpling's hand, "Qi, are you hungry? Grandpa will have the kitchen prepare something for you."
"Grandpa, I already ate. My uncle and I really went to do business."
"I believe you, how could Grandpa not believe what Qi says? Grandpa just thinks your uncle needs some discipline..."
Though he thought it was not quite right for a child like Qi to go out doing business.
