Ye Xinguang suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
The Little Daoist Su Chaoyang placed her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed in anger as she glared at Ye Junqing. "Grandpa, if you don't listen to Baby, you'll suffer the consequences right before your eyes! Is Grandpa suffering from kidney deficiency? You've been eating nourishing foods lately, haven't you?"
Ye Junqing's expression darkened as he stared at the Little Daoist Su Chaoyang. "You little girl, what would you know about kidney deficiency at such a young age?"
Although the Little Daoist Su Chaoyang didn't understand what kidney deficiency was, the little girl pinched her fingers to calculate. Her soft, sweet, childlike voice was exceptionally certain as she declared, "Grandpa is definitely eating nourishing foods! Baby wouldn't miscalculate!"
