Pan Ping'an had just stepped out of the Jing Family's courtyard when Hua Ermu immediately shut the courtyard door and, not feeling reassured, poked her head out and looked in the direction of the courtyard wall.
"What are you doing, Second Sister?" Seeing her acting so sneakily, Hua Xiaomai found it somewhat amusing and chuckled, teasing her, "Just say what you need to say, why make such a fuss? With that loud voice of yours, who could you possibly fool?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Ermu glanced back at her, indeed lowering her voice a notch, "I'm talking about something serious here. Didn't you notice that something was off with Uncle Ping'an?"
Indeed, Pan Ping'an was acting strangely today. Not only did his face look battered, but his movements while walking seemed awkward, likely hiding injuries, yet he adamantly refused to disclose the real reason behind them, which in itself was enough to arouse suspicion.