Chapter 6: Unforeseen Event
Su Lao Yezi, the patriarch of the Su family, bent down with some difficulty to pick up the chopsticks that had fallen to the ground.
He intended to replace it with a new one, but since the rest had been broken by Su Heng, he had no choice but to give up and haphazardly wiped the chopsticks on the tablecloth a couple of times.
Su’s mother was the first to come back to her senses.
"Could that martial master surnamed Zhao, whom you hired for a hefty sum, do something like this?"
"Um... probably not," Su Lao Yezi, looking at his precious son, was also somewhat bewildered.
"And to think he claims to be a top-notch expert in the Jianghu, costing us so much money every year." Su’s mother murmured her complaint, reproaching her husband for squandering money. She looked at Su Heng, her face breaking into a gentle smile, "My son has only been practicing for two or three months and has reached such a level; you must have suffered a lot.
Eat more meat so you can grow, look how much you’ve slimmed down..."
"Thank you, Mother," Su Heng devoured his meal.
Nevertheless, he didn’t forget about his silent little brother sitting beside him, pretending to be invisible. After showing off with a couple of bites of food, Su Heng threw down his chopsticks and patted Su Shang’s head. The latter’s slender frame began to tremble like a quail being strangled by the neck.