Su Changshun smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and strolled into the center of the Middle Courtyard. His voice was clear, yet carried a deliberately prolonged, teasing tone.
"Well? What a lively scene! Holding a full courtyard meeting? How is it that no one bothered to notify me, Su Changshun? Are you afraid that this sharp mouth of mine might expose certain people's black-hearted schemes and ruin someone's grand performance of bestowing benevolence and charity?" His words were pointed, his half-smiling gaze sweeping over the Deaf Old Lady.
The dim, yellowish light illuminated only half of the old lady's face, but her gaze was like physical needles, precisely pinning Su Changshun in place.
Chapter 41