"What did you say? Little brat, you have bad intentions!"

Suddenly, a voice came from somewhere, and no one knew who said those words.

The old man looked slightly embarrassed.

"Well, I'm sorry that our kid isn't sensible," Zhang Mu said.

At this time, Zhang Mu was like a peacemaker and was trying to smooth things over through communication. His appearance matched his character indeed.

"I'm not a kid!" ...