The old man sensed Lin Kuang's intentions. While he knew it was ultimately useless, he didn't refuse the heartfelt gesture.
The grandfather and grandson chatted, avoiding any talk of national affairs or other serious topics. They spoke only of Lin Kuang's childhood and amusing anecdotes from their lives, with the old man steering clear of anything else.
When the meal was ready, the family of three entered the room. The dishes were simple and light, as greasy food was unsuitable for the old man's health. It was an ordinary yet heartwarming meal. The three of them sipped a little wine and chatted, just like any ordinary family. The old man didn't drink much, stopping after just a small glass, as his body couldn't handle more.
"Kid, I'll support you no matter what you do," the old man said, his gaze fixed on Lin Kuang with great solemnity. "You can rest assured that as long as I live, no one will dare to touch you!"
