"Let's not talk about that anymore,"
Old Yan snapped out of his stupor and said with a smile, "When I have time, I'll bring that son of mine over for you to take a look. He really looks like me, heh!"
"Sure thing,"
Su Zimo replied with a smile as well.
Old Yan said, "Let's talk about something serious. You've offended that fatty and he'll definitely cause trouble for you in the future. You've got to be careful."
"However, don't worry. The people of Snow Wind Ridge can't kill one another casually. At most, he'll just look for trouble with you and scold you. Just endure it. There's no need to stoop to his level."
Su Zimo smiled without replying.