Ye Xiong felt a chill down his spine from that piercing stare, and he immediately looked himself up and down, finding nothing out of the ordinary.
"What's up with this brat? Did he drink so much that he got brain damage?"
Ye Xiong pondered over this possibility, a trace of worry appearing on his face. He quickly got up and moved to Ye Qiu's side, then touched Ye Qiu's forehead, followed by his own, puzzled: "Nope, nothing's wrong, what's going on here?"
"Dad, you're actually the Diamond Car Saint?"
At that moment, Ye Xiong suddenly heard Ye Qiu speak, but he didn't pay attention. Then, as if remembering something, he abruptly turned to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu nodded. Though he didn't speak, his eyes seemed to say, "Go ahead, speak up, what's happening?"
Ye Xiong raised his eyebrows, and then smacked his forehead, "Oh right, I forgot to deliver to one place today, I better hurry."
