"Questions again? Are you all really that free? Why did you have questions every single time?" Ye Lang stopped walking, frowned, and asked somewhat impatiently.
To Ye Lang, it seemed that every time he came back, people always asked him this and that. He felt those questions were rather meaningless—utterly without meaning, even.
Of course, if Long Anqi wanted to ask, he would not mind. A mother asked her son questions; naturally, her son had to answer!
But at this moment, those present were not his parents or grandparents. There were many other people as well, and Ye Lang did not particularly want to answer questions right now, so naturally he grew a little impatient.
"Who's free? If you little brat didn't stir up such huge trouble every time, we wouldn't even bother asking! Answer your mother's questions properly!!" Long Anqi immediately said, not caring whether Ye Lang was impatient or not. Perhaps she simply did not want the people present to think badly of him.
Of course, even if she had not done that, no one present would have blamed Ye Lang. They were all familiar with him, and there was no real need to ask him about these matters. They could learn the details from others.
"Fine, ask away. I don't have much time. I refuse to answer boring questions!" Ye Lang said bluntly.
Boring questions? With so many of us waiting here for him, would we ask boring questions?
But this brat's standards were very different. Perhaps he would find even important questions terribly boring!!
"What did you do at Haoyue Lake?"
This question was extremely important to everyone, but to Ye Lang, it was utterly boring—boring to the bone.
"Boring question. Ask Seventh Brother; he'll answer for you. What he knows about Haoyue Lake is