Elliott Ding vaguely felt that something was wrong. Yushuji had opened, but his own son who clamored for rectification was missing every day. He ran around blindly all day long, leaving a layer of dust on the car.
Caleb Ji felt the low pressure from his master early in the morning, so he worked steadily for fear of getting angry. However, he still didn't escape. Elliott Ding asked: "Caleb Ji, what has your senior brother been busy with recently?"
Caleb Ji said: "I don't know... Master, I've almost finished carving this lychee box. Do you want to drill holes?"
Elliott Ding did not accept this trick: "Changing the subject again, just hide it for him. When did you become so close to him?"
It was just a complaint, but Caleb Ji's hair stood on end and he glanced at the other party cautiously, fearing that there was something wrong in what he said. He was so guilty that he almost lost his accuracy and hurriedly hid in the back hall.
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