After that banquet, Toph became silent.
Even Wendy noticed it. The house used to be full of Toph's laughter, but recently, he had been unusually quiet. He would either frown or sigh, and sometimes he'd lock himself in his room.
Zuko and Lina were conflicted after they figured out the whole story. They did not want to see him feeling down like this all the time.
Coincidentally, Renee realized she had gone too far and apologized. Toph's face lit up. The gloomy clouds cleared, and he was his radiant self again like the little sun he always was.
"Hey, Zuko." Once, Toph asked Zuko in a hushed voice, "Is it true that the more a girl picks on you unreasonably, the more it proves she can't be without you?"
Zuko frowned as he pondered. He felt it was not easy to give a definite answer to that—because Lina never treated him like that.
Lina could get jealous, angry, and argue with him. Despite that, the two of them always made up soon after and got along well. Plus, Lina was clear-headed. She would not get upset without reason.
On the other hand, Renee was somewhat extreme.
However, Zuko did not say this out loud. Instead, he patted Toph's shoulder and chuckled. "We're men and can't be as petty."
"I think I'm already laid back enough." Toph scratched his head. "Bro, what else should I do to make her happy? Should I really quit playing games? Isn't that like asking for my life? You can ask dad if he can quit smoking..."
Zuko paused as if sensing something and then smiled mysteriously. "The thing to quit isn't the games," he remarked. It was actually the person responsible for creating these games.
"Huh?" Toph looked puzzled.
Zuko sighed helplessly. "Toph, if I were Renee, I'd get irritated too, seeing you this clueless!"
Just then, a call came in from the company, and Zuko had to rush back immediately to handle some matters.
Toph observed his brother hurrying away, murmuring, "Why can't things be stated plainly? Why must they be left to guessing?"
He hung his head and walked into the yard, sitting on the stone steps by the entrance.
Every Hamerton member possessed a keen intellect, capable of subtly revealing information in conversations. What's more, the listener could easily understand these hints. Most impressively, they could convey entire messages with just a glance, no words needed.
Toph sighed.
He was also a Hamerton but could not take these winding routes, nor could he understand these glances. He would not be able to grasp what the person was trying to convey even if the person's eyes fell off from signaling him too much.
His parents had once joked that he would not last more than two episodes in a conspiracy drama. Forget two episodes—he would be killed in half an episode!
That was why he liked two places the most growing up—the Thompsons and the Bayers'.
Nicholas never led him in circles, nor did Josiah talk to him with just his eyes. Both of them said directly whatever they wanted to say. The same was true for Arya.
While Graham was meticulous and sharp, Arya had completely inherited Josiah's disposition. She was optimistic, sunny, yearned for freedom, and courageously marched forward.
As Toph was thinking this, he suddenly heard the call of the little kittens. He looked up and saw Wendy standing there with the litter of kittens.
She asked with a smile, "Mr. Toph, how do you plan to arrange these little ones? They've been here for several days now. Should we build them a house in the yard? If you want to, I'll ask for it to be arranged."
Toph wanted to keep them but recalled that Renee did not seem to like small animals. He would rather not keep them alone, so returning them to Arya was a better idea.
As such, he took the litter of kittens and drove to the Bayers'.
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