Inside a courtyard house in Shangjing.
"Why did you come running back today?
That's a real rarity!"
Old Mu was sitting in the courtyard when he saw his grandson rush in from outside.
He asked curiously.
This grandfather-grandson pair was rather unusual.
They usually got along like friends.
"Grandpa! Where's my dad? Is he home?"
Seeing the old man relaxing in the courtyard, Mu Qiang asked without ceremony.
"You think everyone's like you, kid?
Look at what time it is. Why would he be home at this hour?
Doesn't he have work?"
The old man replied irritably.
He truly had no idea what his grandson was thinking.
"Damn it! I was in such a rush that I forgot the time!"
Mu Qiang slapped his forehead, then turned and ran back out.
"You little brat, where are you going? What's got you in such a hurry? What if something happens?"
The old man had been bored out of his mind.
Seeing his grandson act this way amused him.
He wanted Mu Qiang to spill it so he could have a little fun.
"I've got something urgent! Something huge! Don't get involved, Grandpa!"
Mu Qiang was not pretending.
He was genuinely afraid that Ye Yuan would crank things up without warning.
Who the hell could handle that?
So he hurried toward the exit.
"Xiao Cui!"
Seeing that the little monkey did not stop despite him calling out, Old Mu gave the security guard standing nearby a look.
Then Mu Qiang discovered that he had already made it out of the courtyard.
Yet someone grabbed him from behind.
And forcibly brought him before the old man.
"Grandpa, stop messing around.
This is really a huge matter. If things go wrong, my dad—your son—will be the one taking the blame."
Mu Qiang said helplessly.