The moment Ye Jian moved, Grandma Ye would "fall" on the ground. She would make sure that Ye Jian has a hard time!
Would this hundred-year elite school protect a student that pushed, scolded, and hit her grandmother?
Grandma Ye had a really good plan. If it was another person, they might have stepped into the second or third trap even if they didn't enter the first one.
However, Ye Jian was someone who had lived two lifetimes and wasn't even afraid of death. Thus, she knew what Grandma Ye planned to do.
The threat Grandma Ye gave did not affect Ye Jian at all. All she got in reply was a faint and cold smile. It was a very small smile, as light as a flower dropping on the ground. It felt like the calmness before the storm. "The world is so huge. Why are you, a 60-year-old granny, talking to me, a youth in the prime of my life, about the future? Grandma Ye, why don't you calculate how many days you have left?"
