"Yes."
"If that's truly the case, then this person's talent is quite impressive. It's just that we don't know about his character."
"His character... should be quite good."
Xia Hongyu said softly, recalling the images from that night.
Xia Feiying glanced at his granddaughter with a bit of surprise.
"You seem to know him well?"
"Ah, no, I've just heard some things about him!" Xia Hongyu quickly covered it up.
She didn't want to tell Xia Feiying about her encounters because he was now half-paralyzed in bed and could do nothing even if he knew—only worry.
But after roaming the Jianghu for many years, Xia Feiying could easily see through Xia Hongyu's little attempts at deceit.
"Hongyu, you're not being bullied in the Song Family, are you?"
"No, the Song Family has strict rules, and no one dares to bully me!" Xia Hongyu replied.
