When he felt that the atmosphere was amiss, and everyone stared at him, no matter how delayed his reaction was, he knew that he had said something wrong. He smiled in embarrassment and said: "Actually, back at the Peak, Feng Jiu helped us out a lot and we treated her like a brother."
Upon seeing this, Shangguan Wanrong smiled and said: "All right, let's all sit down! Today's breakfast was all prepared by me. Everyone try some. You two, sit here! Treat this as your own home, don't stand on ceremony."
"Thank you Martial Uncle Shangguan." They both said and sat down.
Feng Jiu pursed her lips and smiled. What others perceived as his dangerous aura, she smelled jealousy. He was too narrow-minded sometimes.
"Mother, let's go shopping after breakfast!"
