C1518 Misrecognition

Qin Tianxu held the phone far away, not daring to put it near his ear. Shen Xin smiled at him, his face full of bitterness and hatred. He wanted to hold the phone close to his ear but did not dare do so.

"Grandfather, Grandfather, my signal isn't too good. Ah, ah, what did you say? "Du, du, du, du …" Qin Tianxu really couldn't stand Old Man Qin chanting the divine arts