"Dad, we're back," Nan Tian approached, respectfully bowed his waist in a bow, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"Do you remember the oath you made back then?" Old Master Nan huffed, intentionally giving his son a hard time, "The one who said they wouldn't return, how come they have come back?"
"I'm following in Xiang Yu's footsteps, retreating to Jiangdong," Nan Tian said with a smile.
"Then why not follow Xiang Yu and take your life by the Wu River?"
"Take the essence and discard the dregs. I need to keep my life to come back and honor you," Nan Tian bowed again, expressing his remorse to his father.
Old Master Nan's eyes reddened, no longer paying attention to Nan Tian, and turned to greet his precious grandson instead, "My dear grandson, come here, let Grandpa take a good look at you."
Nan Mufeng obediently stepped forward.
"Oh my, my dear grandson has lost weight. Yu Ling, you're responsible for making sure they eat well."
"Yes, Dad," Yu Ling smiled.
