Different Thoughts

The fire of resentment in Yao Hua's heart seemed to be doused with a basin of cold water. With a loud sizzle, it instantly gave off a cloud of green smoke.

"Xiao Hua."

Although Yao Rui was unwilling to let his younger brother suffer, he was even more unwilling to let the Yao Family provoke some inexplicable enemy.

Besides, "There's only been a minor conflict between you and Master Xiao."

Or, more accurately, his younger brother had simply picked a fight with the other party unilaterally.

It wasn't worth it for such a minor conflict.

"There's no need to be so serious about it."

"Eldest Brother, I understand."

Yao Hua finally nodded.

Just as his brother had said, there was absolutely no need for him to provoke an opponent of unknown strength over a clash born of wounded pride.

It was better to have one more friend than one more enemy.

Of course, that was based on the other party having the strength to speak with them as equals.

Although he had agreed at the time, when he actually saw Master Xiao, he still found it difficult to go over of his own accord and show his goodwill or anything of the sort.

When he heard Mother Yao call him, he gestured for the servant behind him to push his wheelchair over.

"Master Xiao."

Mother Yao held Yao Hua's hand, her eyes full of gratitude. "We owe you a great deal for saving him this time."

"I don't even know how many times I've told him."

"You can play, but you have to know your limits."

"Don't hurt yourself, and don't hurt anyone else."

"This child simply treats everything I say as if it goes in one ear and out the other."

"You learned your lesson this time, didn't you?"