Yang Ruxin looked at the old man's face, which had turned red with anger, and felt her heart tighten slightly, but as she noticed his complexion slowly calming down, her heart also settled.
"You girl…" Grandpa Yang ultimately let out a sigh, opening his mouth somewhat helplessly, "Before, you were as quiet as a calabash, and now you've suddenly become so astute…." He would never doubt this girl's decision; if he didn't agree, she might really take her siblings and leave.
"I had no choice; I was forced into it." Yang Ruxin smiled. It seemed the old man agreed. Although she said it didn't matter, and she truly didn't mind, she had to consider the feelings of her siblings and Xun Hui, who would be waking up soon. These people were genuine ancients, and for them, the absence of a family must be terrifying.