He didn't know which part of the message had reached Wei Shu, but his face suddenly turned unpleasant.
Originally, his gaze towards Su Luo had a hint of concern, but now it was cold.
The man's tone carried clear displeasure, "Since you're pregnant, you should stay at home and not go out unnecessarily! Do you know that the old man you bumped into earlier is not ordinary…"
Su Luo looked up at the man and nodded slightly, "Yes, I know. There are many calluses on the palms of his hands, and at the joints of his fingers. The calluses on the base of the thumb are likely from holding weapons year-round, and those on the joints and palms are probably from doing heavy manual labor for years."
She furrowed her brows, "It's strange that someone skilled with weapons would engage in heavy labor for so long."
Wei Shu seemed somewhat surprised and raised his eyebrows with interest, "So, what do you think is the reason?"