Facing Shen Yunzhou's doubts, Zhou Qing stopped, turned around to look at him, and his gaze grew a bit more serious.
"First of all, Yaoyao is still in this manor. Her cultivation is still shallow right now, so there's no way I can just casually let outsiders enter this place and get close to her. If the other party harbors ill intent, wouldn't that put her in danger?"
"Also, let me give you some advice as your brother‑in‑law: people's hearts are hidden in their chests; never casually believe anything someone says. No matter how harmless they seem, you must keep a bit of vigilance, or else you won't even know how you died when the time comes."
Zhou Qing's tone was full of warning.
Seeing Zhou Qing's grave expression, Shen Yunzhou's heart gave a jolt, as if he had guessed something.
He nodded at once, lowered his voice and said, "So, what you mean is, he might have lied to us?"
