Jing Qian was stunned as she watched Zhan Lichuan stab the apple with his knife in such a manner. She blinked her eyes in confusion and asked, "Why are you stabbing the apple like that?"
Zhan Lichuan finally came back to his senses when he heard Jing Qian asking him the question.
He looked down at the apple he'd destroyed and said, "It'll be easier to eat this way."
"???"
Jing Qian looked at the knife that was fully soaked by the apple juice. She couldn't help but feel that it definitely wouldn't have been easier to eat the apple in this manner.
"I'll get you another one."
With that said, Zhan Lichuan picked off the apple from the tip of the knife and placed it on the plate. Then, he got a wet tissue, cleaned Master Zhan's hands, and gave him the apple.
"Grandfather, have some apples."
