I don't look down on Lin Xiao at all. If it weren't for Grandpa Nan Gong Fuhu acting like a madman and forcing Lin Xiao to be my husband, I would never associate with someone so useless.,Humming a little tune, Lin Xiao finished shoveling the poop and washed the doorway once over. He leaned against the stairwell, looking out at the emptiness beyond the door, a faint smile playing on his lips.,A deep, ominous voice came from outside the door. The sound appeared so abruptly, as if it had materialized out of thin air.。