"Why aren't you getting lost already?!" Martial Uncle Wu Nai barked from the side. "You've only been in my cave abode for a moment, and you're already trying to steal my wine?"
"Bah! Don't scare the child!" Zhuo spat at Martial Uncle Wu Nai. "Xiao Hua isn't some outsider. What's wrong with giving him a drink?"
"Hehe, Madam, as long as it isn't for Gan Qinghuo... Ah, there's something I forgot to tell you!" As though suddenly recalling something, Martial Uncle Wu Nai said, "I was wondering why Gan Qinghuo hadn't come here to mooch wine off us for years. Turns out something happened to him!"
"Tsk, tsk." Xiao Hua smacked his lips, thoroughly disdainful. He knew Martial Uncle Wu Nai must have some entanglement with Gan Qinghuo, which was why he had kept silent until now and only pretended to have forgotten, bringing it up in passing.
"What? Something happened to Qinghuo?" Zhuo was stunned, and anxiety appeared on her face as she hurriedly asked.
"There, there, look at that. I only just mentioned Gan Qinghuo, and see how worried you are!" Martial Uncle Wu Nai looked displeased. "And you said you never thought about him?"
Zhuo looked somewhat uncomfortable. She glared at Wu Nai and said, "Gan Qinghuo is my junior brother, after all. He followed me from childhood. How could I not be concerned about him?"
"Followed you from childhood... How could you not be concerned..." Martial Uncle Wu Nai's tone carried both jealousy and mockery.
"What of it? That's simply how it is!" Zhuo's face hardened as she retorted.
"My goodness, so that was it!" The onlooker saw more clearly than those involved. Xiao Hua now understood why Martial Uncle Wu Nai had never had a kind word for Gan Qinghuo. It seemed there was quite