The Lin family's ancestor came to the two of them and revealed a smug smile.
Back then, the three of them were figures of the same level. Now, he was rising step by step and the two of them were still standing on the same spot. It was an indescribable feeling.
"Old Freak Lin, move aside. I'm here to see my grandson. It's none of your business."
"Greetings, Lin family's ancestor!"
Beichen Zhan and Xuan Changlin bowed together.
Xuan Changlin smiled bitterly behind him. His ancestor and the other party were arguing the moment they met.
"If I don't come now, I'll probably be In the grave the next time you see me." Ancestor Beichen's aura was extremely robust and unstable, as if he could take that step at any time.
"Old Freak Beichen, you seem to be…"
