Returning to Yan Qingsang's residence, Jiang Chen didn't say much along the way. Yan Qingsang, on the other hand, seemed burdened with heavy thoughts.
Jiang Chen knew Yan Qingsang still hadn't snapped out of it and didn't try to advise him.
Jiang Chen's silence made Yan Qingsang a bit uncomfortable, prompting him to complain, "Why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you quite the braggart in front of my grandfather?"
Jiang Chen laughed and replied, "Isn't it just attending a birthday banquet? No need to look so disheartened. Besides, are you really that afraid of the Xiahou Family?"
"Afraid of them?" Yan Qingsang reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, screeching, "Afraid of them? Ridiculous! I just don't want to bother with them, that's all."
"Tsk tsk, 'don't want to bother' is the classy way to put it; in reality, it's fear, isn't it? Hiding from them, are you?" Jiang Chen teased with a smile.
