“Big Brother is right. That should be the case.”

Qi Gu nodded. He felt the second scenario was possible.

“Zhuxin, what else did that lady tell you?” Shen Yan asked as he looked at his daughter.

Shen Zhuxin was shocked. She had never seen her father speak to her with such a serious expression and tone.

It was like a superior asking his subordinate a question. It put a lot of pressure on her.

“That lady told us not to owe favors easily. She didn’t say anything else—”

Before Shen Zhuxin could finish, Qi Ye reminded her, “No, Zhuxin, that lady said something else.”

She had said something else before that. Qi Ye had a feeling that sentence was the most important.

“What?” Shen Zhuxin looked at Qi Ye in a daze.

She almost forgot what that lady had said because she had been hurrying to pick herbs over the past few days—it was not her fault!

“Ah Ye, tell me, what else did that lady say?” Qi Gu was nervous. He grabbed his son’s collar and lifted him.

Qi Ye stayed quiet.

Does he not care about my feelings? How can he embarrass me like this?

Despite feeling terrible, he still had to answer. Those present were elders he respected most.

“Father, don’t panic. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you. She told Zhuxin to tell Uncle Shen that her surname is An.”

“What?!”

Shen Yan was shocked and could not help but point a finger at his daughter.

“Zhuxin, how can you forget something so important? Are you trying to make me angry?!”

“I—” Shen Zhuxin opened her mouth, unsure how to answer her father’s question.

She did not do it on purpose. She thought the young lady wanted attention by telling her father who she was despite saying she did not want the 18 Stockaded Villages to owe her a favor.

Hence, she must have instinctively chosen to forget what the lady had said.

“Ah Ye, how does that lady look like?” Qi Gu asked his son.

They knew their Master had taken in a young lady five years ago as his adopted daughter. It was very likely that he had given everything he had to her.

According to him, that lady took on his surname—An!

“Yes, yes, Ah Ye, how does she look like? Did she leave an address?” Ai Qi rushed to Qi Ye and asked.

Then he remembered his son, who had joined the others on their journey. He turned around and grabbed his son by his collar.

“Tell me, Ah Lu!”

Ah Lu was speechless. His father showed no consideration for his feelings!

He swallowed nervously and glanced down at his collar.

“Father, I… Can you put me down first?”

“Cut the crap. Tell me quickly.”

Ai Qi did not have time to play dumb with them. He tightened his grip on his son’s collar.

Ge Wei looked at his two friends grabbed by their fathers. He looked at his father in fear and quickly spoke.

“Well… Miss An is very beautiful and tall. She’s even prettier than Zhuxin… No, she’s even prettier than Sister Zhumeng. Also… she didn’t leave an address.”