The Shopkeeper, who was in the middle of his accounts, was left dumbstruck by this statement.
His dim old eyes lifted to look from Zhao Jing to Chen Wanqing, his mind struggling to process for a moment.
It was unclear if, in that moment, he was pondering whether "Older Sister" and "Younger Brother" counted as incest, or if he was muttering to himself about how such a refined-looking young man could speak such shockingly bold words.
The Shopkeeper shook his head, his expression becoming imperturbable once more. He lowered his head and resumed flicking the beads of his abacus.
Chen Wanqing, however, was truly mortified.
She stomped hard on Zhao Jing's foot. "Jing, if you keep spouting nonsense, I'll... I'll..."
"What will you do, Older Sister?"
"Father should be preparing to head back, so I'll just return to Qingshui County with him."
Zhao Jing was truly alarmed. Under the cover of his sleeve, he secretly reached down and clasped her slender fingers.
