Ling Momo spoke while subtly lifting her gaze to assess Li Qingshen's expression, finding not the slightest sign of change, from stormy to sunny, which made her increasingly anxious. She rambled on, "Teacher, in front of Auntie Wen, you said you would let this go, you can't go back on your word!"
Li Qingshen's face turned even more somber. She was the one who brought it up; he didn't say anything. How had it suddenly become him going back on his word!
Ling Momo had blurted out those words without thinking, and after she finished, she didn't dare to glance at Li Qingshen again. Had she gone mad? She smashed the great man's cup and then had the audacity to accuse him of not keeping his word!
Li Qingshen took a couple of deep breaths and then snorted coldly before he spoke. His tone carried an unfathomable chill, "When have I ever gone back on my word?"
Ling Momo kept quiet.
Li Qingshen questioned further, "When did I ever ask you for money?"
