The line that was formed between Yu Chen's brows didn't escape the old man's eyes. Yu Chen was silent but the old man could tell that he did not approve of what he just said at all. Sigh... this grandson of mine really is so difficult... If only he was born a casanova or whatever... sigh...
"Look, I'm already old and I could die at any moment. If I die and you still don't have a successor, everyone will come after your head, you know that, right? And don't think I don't know that you topped the highest bounty in the black market since you stepped into this role." A faint glimmer of sadness and anger flashed across the old man's eyes as he looked at his grandson but Yu Chen remained composed, unbothered still.
"Grandfather, I already told you many times not to worry about that. No one can touch me."
"Your brother said those same words long ago, but look at what happened?"
