Chapter 308: Who am I? What do you think?

The other two reacted, their faces full of anger, "Where did this wild girl come from? Were you born without being raised? Do you know who we are?"

An Yinan curled the corners of her lips; she had seen brazen people, but never anyone this shameless!

"Who? A stray dog? No, that's not right. Could it be a vicious dog that saw a meaty bone and came up to take a couple of bites?" An Yinan said.

Just then, a coughing sound came from the living room.

Hua Wensheng had been drinking tea, but after hearing An Yinan's words, he truly couldn't hold it in.

If you want to talk about them, talk about them, but who is the meaty bone???

"Step aside." The other person was very calm, his eyes carrying a gloomy gaze.

From the first glance, An Yinan knew that this person was the hardest one to deal with.

His thoughts were deep; perhaps this was the mastermind who had framed the old man back then.

An Yinan smiled, "Didn't your parents tell you that when you come to visit someone else's home, you should bring a gift and wait to be invited in?"

"Entering without an invitation is considered stealing."

"Didn't your teacher teach you that?"

"Or is it that a leopard cannot change its spots, and at the root, you are just a thief?"

As for words, for good people, you can coax them however you like.

For bad people, no matter how harsh the words are, it is not too much.

She never cared about rhetoric; sometimes, when you are at a disadvantage, that is when you need to use your brain.

She was still confident in her own skills; with these three, she really didn't need to use her brain. Why waste those brain cells?

"You...! Vulgar!" One man extended a finger, pointing at An Yinan's nose.

An Yinan's eyes curved slightly, a beautiful arc, like a crescent moon.

The corners of her mouth just tilted up, carrying a gentle smile.

But in the next second, her hand shot out, directly gripping the finger that was pointing at her, and then she bent it upward. She controlled her strength, but it was still limited.

"Ah!" A huge scream rang out in the quiet courtyard.

An Yinan still had the same expression; she didn't even blink.

"Upbringing? Is pointing at people with your finger your idea of upbringing?"

"Vulgar? To people as impolite as you, I think I have already been very well-bred." An Yinan continued to smile, but her smile carried a hint of coldness.

She looked at the man who hadn't made a move yet, "What do you think?"

If she had a sword in her hand, it would be pointed directly at the enemy leader.

That man calmed down at this moment and looked at An Yinan, "Who are you?"

An Yinan laughed out loud, as if she had heard a joke, making no attempt to hide it.

She let go of that finger and took a step forward.

And the person with the nosebleed and the person with the injured finger both took a step back.

This person was not an Angel-like young girl, but rather a vicious devil.

"Who am I?" An Yinan said with an upward inflection, her eyes looking straight at the man.

"In what capacity are you asking?"

"Hmm... a student who respects their teacher and the Dao?"

"A student who protects their teacher?"

"Or..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but every word and every syllable made the meaning very clear.

At the time, only a few people knew about his betrayal and framing.

But it definitely wouldn't include this damn girl!

The teacher was such a proud person, how could he tell these things to a girl?

Impossible, impossible!

Then how did she know? Whose child was she?

One of those old fogies' families?

The man's thoughts raced, turning over and over in his heart.

"Teacher, I've left the things outside; I'll come to visit another day." The man's mindset was very steady as he placed the items in his hand on the ground.

Only when he left did he cast a deep look at An Yinan.

An Yinan returned a smile.

The young man had been standing to the side the whole time, afraid that those three would make a move and cause Comrade An to suffer a grievance.

But the result was a complete surprise; someone did make a move, but the person who made the move was Teacher An.

"Teacher An, these things..." The young man was a bit troubled.

These people had been coming often these days, and every time they came, Hua Lao's mood wouldn't be quite right. Although Hua Lao didn't say anything, he could feel it.

Hua Lao had never accepted the things those people brought; even if they were left at the door, Hua Lao would have someone throw them out.

This time...

The things were all here, and the people had left, so what should be done?

An Yinan smiled, "Accept them. Eat what should be eaten, and drink what should be drunk."

"This is what they owe the old gentleman; it doesn't even count as interest. What is there to be conflicted about?"

After An Yinan finished speaking, she looked directly at the person sitting as steady as Mount Tai on the sofa, "What do you think?"

Hua Wensheng didn't even lift his eyes, "Whatever you say goes!"

An Yinan nodded with satisfaction and looked at the young man, "Understood? In the future, even if they send a mountain of gold and silver, you are to accept it for me!"

"The soldiers at the frontier are in great need of supplies, there are so many people suffering from natural disasters in the country, and there are children in the mountains who have no money to go to school."

"Exchanging these things for money to do some good deeds can also be considered helping them reduce some of their sins; why not do it?"

The young man's hands were trembling as he held the items; is that how it's calculated?

Why does it seem to make so much sense, yet something feels not quite right?

An Yinan did not avoid the old man when saying these words, and she was not saying them to the young man.

The old man's inner knot had not yet been untied.

That is why he was so calculating with these people; with his current status, it would be easy to deal with them, yet he had not taken action, even allowing these people to harass him.

To say he is kind-hearted? That is not it either; he is letting their ambitions accumulate.

To say he is ruthless? That is not it either; he is giving them a chance to choose.

For all people and all matters, if they bring it upon themselves, they can no longer blame others.

"What do you think?" An Yinan asked the old man again.

The old man put down his cup in a huff, "Listen to her!"

The young man was somewhat surprised and could not even quite understand the way the two interacted; he had always thought it was a teacher-student relationship, but now it seemed it was not.

An Yinan walked into the living room, "Is it worth getting so angry over irrelevant people?"

The old man poured a cup of tea for An Yinan and then pushed it over, "You certainly have a clear mind."

An Yinan did not stand on ceremony, picked up the teacup, and leaned back on the sofa.

"How long do you plan to keep them? They've been so arrogant; you've been keeping them for quite some time now, haven't you?"

Hua Wensheng's eyes darkened slightly; even a child in their early twenties could see it.

Yet those few people did not understand.

How poor was his judgment back then? To have taken in these few pieces of trash?

"Soon!" The old man sighed, finally giving these two words.

An Yinan nodded and did not say anything more.

"Reach out your hand," An Yinan said.

In these few meetings, she had not checked the old man's pulse.

But seeing him so hot-tempered lately, it was better to check his pulse for peace of mind.

The old man obediently extended his wrist, and after An Yinan checked his pulse, she said, "The other one."

The old man then stretched out his other arm.