So Ah Dao unhesitatingly brought out the Mysterious Dipper.
Li Wenli was taken aback: "Ah Dao, what are you doing?"
This brother with zero emotional intelligence was being so disrespectful to his father-in-law, did he really want to keep mixing up in the future?
"Young Master, you all..." Ah Dao glanced at Manager Qiao, hesitated, and then stopped.
"Misunderstanding, it’s just a misunderstanding."
Li Wenli stepped forward to restrain Ah Dao’s Mysterious Dipper: "This is Wu Nuan’s uncle, you remember Wu Nuan, right?"
Ah Dao, caught off guard by Li Wenli’s warmth, shot a puzzled glance at the two, seeing both Li Wenli and Bai Junjun pulling faces at him.
Clearly... they were hardly even friends with Wu Nuan, yet the two behaved as if they had grown up wearing the same trousers as him.
Ah Dao nodded his head in an indescribable manner.
Li Wenli added, "It’s like a flood swept through the Dragon King Temple — family members not recognizing family members, but now that everything’s clear, all is well."
"So you are Ah Dao?" Manager Qiao, unaware of the details, only knew that it was Ah Dao who had saved Wu Nuan.
Now seeing Ah Dao again, his tall stature rose impressively, an air of nobility and extraordinariness about him that was hard to find, and indeed he held one of the Four Famous Swords, Mysterious Dipper.
Who could handle the Mysterious Dipper if not someone out of the ordinary?
Manager Qiao was like a mother-in-law seeing her son-in-law, growing fonder of him the more she looked; she even sat close to Ah Dao during breakfast, continuously and subtly inquiring about his preferences and how he got along with Xiao Nuan.
"..." Ah Dao: In the end... what’s going on?
Originally, both Manager Qiao and Ah Dao were of the taciturn type, but Manager Qiao turned into a completely different person when the topic turned to Wu Nuan.
It was apparent; this was a typical case of a doting father.
Ah Dao faced Manager Qiao with immense distress, yet Bai Junjun was rather pleased to see this unfold.
Besides, with Manager Qiao’s matter wrapping up, they also had to deal with the affairs of Humming Abyss.
By this time, Lady Lin, who had been idling at home since revealing her identity, was named by the two for the first time.
These days both of the two were busy coming and going like office workers, in contrast, she felt like a salted fish; as a transmigrator of ten years, even Lady Lin felt somewhat embarrassed.
Today, seeing the people appearing at the dining table, Lady Lin inexplicably found one of them familiar, and only halfway through the meal did she realize, this was Manager Qiao from Dongsheng Tavern that often received complaints.
Why would Manager Qiao appear here?
Lady Lin was baffled, after all, this was the infamously complained-about yet never replaced Manager Qiao. His backing was famously solid, to the extent that eventually, the common people from Imperial Capital stopped bothering.
However, recently Dongsheng Tavern employed a young, beautiful, flirty female shopkeeper who revitalized the tavern once she arrived.
Lady Lin’s mind raced with thoughts: could it be that this beautiful shopkeeper replaced him, and the owner finally fired him?
Even if he got fired, how did Junjun and Fox end up bringing him back?
Initially, Lady Lin thought the duo was simply sympathizing with the underdog, but then she thought again, no, yesterday they made it clear when they brought him back that this was a dangerous person and warned everyone not to get too close.
Suddenly he was transformed from a dangerous person to Uncle Qiao, did they negotiate something?
Precisely because of this, Lady Lin faintly felt her days of being a salted fish might soon be over.
And indeed, her premonition proved correct.
There wasn’t much in the Bai Residence, mostly neglected courtyards; this time, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli took her to one such neglected courtyard.