"Their history is too short, so the foundation isn't deep. This matter is easy to handle," Gu Junbai said calmly.
"Uncle, when will you deal with it?"
"Tonight."
"Will they come tonight?"
"They will," Gu Junbai replied with certainty.
"Uncle," Qiaoqiao asked tentatively, "How do you know?"
"It's a technique of deduction. I saw it in Zhou Xia's expression. I'll teach you when there's time."
"Is it difficult to learn?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked excitedly.
The Art of Deduction sounded impressive.
"It's not difficult," Gu Junbai laughed, adding, "As long as you're good at math."
Gu Qiaoqiao paused, her bright eyes fixed on Gu Junbai several times. "Uncle, are you serious?"
Gu Junbai glanced at Gu Qiaoqiao, puzzled by her question. Nevertheless, he nodded patiently, "Of course I'm serious. Why would I deceive you? You're my only successor. You're still young, and I'll teach you everything I know, bit by bit."
"But what does this have to do with math?" Gu Qiaoqiao asked, a bit anxious.
