Grandma was startled by Mirai's words. She had never expected him to have such awareness. Before coming here, she had gathered information on him and learned that he had done such things at the age of five. To possess such awareness at five... this child had been born like a ninja. Was that fortunate or unfortunate?
What did ordinary five-year-olds do? She remembered them playing carefree games. Yet Mirai had already begun preparing for his future life! It was a good thing, but she still felt that Zang Jun had educated him too well. Zang Jun had silently taken responsibility for Mirai all this time! Mirai's strength was indeed impressive, and he was a genius as well. Yet he did not seem happy at all. This had been Grandma's idea. She suddenly felt sorry for the child.
"What is it?" Mirai looked at Grandma in confusion. He could fool the fox with those words, but he could not fool her? He was still somewhat immature now.
"It's nothing. Actually, you don't need to carry so much. You're still young, and you have a long time left to grow up. You don't need to bear so much. Children your age shouldn't be doing those things. People are more tolerant now, too." Because her mood had changed, Grandma spoke to Mirai in a gentleness she had never shown before.
Mirai curled his lips. What kind of nonsense was that? To Mirai, chickens, ducks, and fish were not living creatures—they were experience points! However, seeing that Grandma rarely spoke to him in that tone, Mirai did not argue with her. In any case, he would not be killing chickens for the time being!
"Actually, Mirai has done very well. Mirai has a good father. He treats Mirai very well!" As he said this,