Dugu Bo looked at Dugu Yan and said sternly, "Yan Yan, tell Grandpa honestly. Do you like Wang Xian?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Dugu Yan's resentful expression froze, and her face flushed bright red the next second.
Her face reddened as though it had been set aflame. She opened her mouth, her voice cracking as she said, "Gr-Grandpa! What are you talking about?!"
Seeing her reaction, how could Dugu Bo fail to understand?
The corner of his mouth twitched into a slightly exasperated smile. He waved a hand and said, "It's just the two of us, grandfather and granddaughter. What are you afraid of? Is there anything you can't tell Grandpa?"
Dugu Yan bit her lip, her gaze drifting everywhere as she refused to look at Dugu Bo.
Her hands twisted the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white. After a long while, she finally nodded very lightly and quickly.
The motion was so slight it was nearly imperceptible, but what kind of eyesight did Dugu Bo have? He saw it clearly at a glance.
He nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Honestly, after observing that boy Wang Xian for so long, he truly could not find anything wrong with him.
At seven years old, he already had nearly twenty ranks of Soul Power. His talent was obvious, and more importantly, he could help Yan Yan remove her Poison.
On that point alone, he was already better than the vast majority of people in the world.
"Then you'd better get along well with that boy." Dugu Bo leaned back in his chair, his tone carrying a hint of teasing. "What if someone else snatches him away when he's so outstanding?"
The moment Dugu Yan heard that, she instinctively wanted to refute him.
She