God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 159: Chapter 161, Stop at Tianjing Part 2

Mr. Suan, people don’t live up to their names; though his name includes the character "small," he is certainly not young.

Mr. Suan has white hair; even his beard is long and gray. His back is slightly hunched, yet he exudes the aura of a sage, possessing the demeanor of a wise man.

It cannot be said that Mr. Suan is physically weak due to old age, nor can it be said that he is stronger in his old age; rather, his health is average. In his right hand, he carries an unadorned rosewood walking stick as he entered the Fang Family’s living room.

Following Mr. Suan, there was a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, smart and clever, adorable, with a hint of baby fat, giving her a poised and graceful appearance.

In the living room, seated in the seat of honor, was an elder who looked even older than Mr. Suan, but his face bore a towering and domineering air. The sheer majesty in his eyes was terrifying, causing the little girl who followed Mr. Suan to lower her head immediately after one glance; she didn’t dare look again.

Apart from the elder, several middle-aged men and a woman were also present. One of the middle-aged men was Fang Jupeng, who was visibly restless and impatient.

"Serve the tea," the woman suddenly spoke out as the elder sat down.

Her dress was fashionable, but not overly so. She was not one to be outdone by the vulgar and gaudy, stunningly beautiful. Even the little girl inwardly sighed about how beautiful this aunt was.

A servant brought tea over which the little girl took for Mr. Suan.

The living room was enveloped in quiet, no one spoke first as the elder seated at the head hadn’t spoken yet, clearly indicating his absolute authority – he was the patriarch of this house.

The elder scanned everyone present and ultimately, his gaze rested on Mr. Suan, a trace of a smile appearing on his imposing face: "Mr. Suan, how have you been lately?"

"Not good," Mr. Suan shook his head.

"Why do you say it’s not good?" the elder asked.

"Recently, my mind has been unsettled. My sleep is fitful, and I abruptly think of old friends who used to drink and chat with me who are no more. My heart, for some reason, feels as if it’s bleeding."

Mr. Suan touched his chest, conveying deep anguish.

changed their expressions upon hearing this, lowering their heads deliberately as if they hadn’t heard a word, and the mature woman also bowed her

a flicker of gloom passing through his murky eyes, but it

but since that person is gone, Mr. Suan,

awkward laugh and replied, "Very

know if Elder Fang remembers the baby from twenty-five years

his teacup, upon hearing these words, the cup in his hand suddenly dropped to the floor, shattering

his aura murderous,

please accompany me to the

Suan, supported by

room fell

a middle-aged man suddenly spoke up: "Could it be... that

my son’s legs, and I must deal with that. Farewell, brothers," said Fang

brother, please wait," the woman suddenly

you have

move around freely. Your son was incompetent, letting people break his legs; to step in as his

huffed, but

later, Elder Fang and Mr. Suan

"Jupeng," Elder Fang spoke.

Fang Jupeng quickly

Qi was crippled in Moon

"Yes!"

person responsible is the child of an old friend of mine from years past. You must not

Jupeng’s expression instantly changed: "Dad!

about this, I’ll make a decision for that child. For the next three years, he must not set

even though you are highly

legs, and after three years, let your son settle