Shi Yuhuan's eyes flashed like daggers, piercing into him, as he asked in a chilling voice, "Who are you, really?"
The old master laughed, "Shi Yuhuan, my clever grandson, the best of all my grandsons. You're so clever; who do you think I'd be if not your grandfather?"
Shi Yuhuan kept his cool, "Should I take this as a desperate attempt on your part?"
With a sigh, the old master replied, "This is not desperation, but merely wanting you to understand. I am your grandfather, a fact that can't be denied. Perhaps I've done things I shouldn't have, but I am truly your grandfather. The things I've done, I had no choice. I've long known my misdeeds, and that's why I brought you back to the Shi family, which is rightfully yours. Please let me go. I will leave here and spend my remaining time abroad."
Knowing he had little room to maneuver, the old master now sought self-preservation, as Shi Yuhuan had suggested, revealing his desperation.
