In the afternoon, Old Master Nan stopped the spar and brought these brats to his study room.
Nan Si Qiao watched her father's performance and shook her head. She felt that her father was indeed very childish. Not that she minded that much because she could see that everyone was getting along well.
"Why did you call for us, Grandpa?" Feng Ao Si asked while rubbing his cheek.
His father might not aim to kill him, but he was still beaten up and not long ago, he fell down because of his father's attack, causing his cheek to rub on the ground. It felt a bit painful.
Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai were not far behind Feng Ao Si, looking at their grandfather curiously. On the other hand, Feng Qian Shao was standing not far beside his first son, looking at his father in law.
"I want to know where you're planning to go," Old Master Nan said lightly.
