On the unnoticed rooftop of Dasunzhai, Jiang Chengyun felt quite helpless.
Whether it was due to professional habits or not, even after returning to Qingzhou City, his grandmother always liked to stay in such strange places, pretending to be harmless during the day.
A'qian sat cross-legged, her fair calves exposed.
"Tell me, what did you do to come back so quickly?"
Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun remained expressionless.
"I stood on a tree and watched."
"And then?" A'qian turned back, puzzled.
"Then I came back."
Jiang Chengyun subtly pursed his lips, not even knowing why he had gone in the first place.
Seeing his deflated expression, A'qian couldn't help but laugh.
"Is he really that capable?"
Previously, her grandson had looked down on Shen Yi, but after just one trip, his attitude had changed so much.
"Even more than you can imagine."
Jiang Chengyun exhaled, his expression complex.
"He's stronger than I was at his age, even stronger than you and General You when you were young. His actions are more decisive and ruthless. Given time, he won't lose to me."