Xia Jinyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why do I feel like you think I messed up in front of the old master?" After saying that, he paused for a moment and didn't speak. He looked quietly at Commander Xia, who had a serious expression on his face.
"Otherwise?" Commander Xia replied calmly, clearly asking Xia Jinyuan the reason why he came back so late.
This kid was getting more and more powerful. When his gaze landed on him, he actually felt a trace of pressure that guarded him from seeing what he was thinking.
The father and son were both stubborn, so it was very inappropriate for them to have a serious conversation. If they were not careful, there would be a smell of gunpowder. Only by teasing each other could they continue the topic.
Xia Jinyuan smiled as he answered, "Dad, it seems that I haven't called you that in a long time, so you're flattered."
Flattered… Commander Xia's face darkened.
