Tang Zi's words and the emotion overflowing from her eyes were truly rare. Tang Li, meanwhile, gave a mute laugh. "The people I know are friends, not immortals. How could they know everything? Besides, even if it really is the Ma Family, what does that have to do with us? Didn't that deadbeat old man of ours throw away his wife long ago? Even if we rushed over to acknowledge them as kin, they might just pull a face at us..."
Tang Zi ignored his nonsense and merely stared at him. "You know who I mean."
"I don't know. Our family didn't throw away just one or two people... and I wasn't the one who threw them away."
Smack!
A crisp slap cut him off.
Tang Li could have dodged, but he took it squarely. Even his face did not redden. Tang Zi, on the other hand, stiffened, holding that pose for several seconds.
The siblings' gazes remained locked. Seeing Tang Li's calm expression, Tang Zi suddenly laughed again. She reached out and gently stroked the cheek she had just slapped, murmuring, "Xiao Li, you really don't need your sister anymore. From now on, will it be my turn to beg you for help?"
"The second half is barely right, but it's good that you can realize that, Sis." Tang Li let his sister do as she pleased, a smile returning to his face. "Don't worry. A qualified high-level Genetic Species must ultimately consider blood ties and family affection. In that regard, Lao Du is still no match for you and me. Look at him, tossing and turning in bed. The pain may be unbearable, but how do we know he isn't also worrying himself sick?"
Tang Zi stopped stroking his face and watched him in silence.
Tang Li said,