Faced with Xing Piaopiao's confusion, Chen Changsheng patiently explained, "Some things, if left unsaid, don't mean there was no such intent."
"There are many things in this world that cannot be stated outright. Once they are laid bare, it is the same as piercing the last layer of window paper."
"Take, for instance, my keeping you by my side."
"The fundamental reason isn't because you're smart enough, but because you're not very smart."
"People like you won't pull little tricks behind others' backs, and you're fairly steady in your work. You really are an excellent helper."
Xing Piaopiao: "..."
I'm only just realizing it now—why is his tongue so venomous?
Rather than getting angry at Chen Changsheng's "mockery," Xing Piaopiao cheerfully came before him and said,
"Young Master, I truly want to learn some skills. Please teach me a little more."
"Only when my skills are strong enough can I better help Great Grandmaster and the others with their work."
"If Great Grandmaster and the others get things done well, you'll be happy too, won't you?"
Looking at the "eagerly inquisitive" Xing Piaopiao before him, Chen Changsheng said blandly, "I've mocked you so many times and scolded you so often, yet you aren't angry at all?"
"When I was a bandit, people cursed at me every day."
"It's not like it costs me a piece of flesh. A few curses are nothing."
"And when Young Master scolds me, I get to learn skills. Where else under heaven could I find such a good deal?"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing Xing Piaopiao's answer, Chen Changsheng laughed happily.
"Girl, how could you speak of being thick-skinned with such righteous confidence?"
"Young Master, if my skin weren't thick, wouldn't all my thoughts be laid bare?"
"Anle is good in every way, except her skin is a