Old Man Han looked at Zhang Xian, a flicker of fire in his eyes.
If this guy was truly devoted in love, he would gladly marry his granddaughter off to Zhang Xian. Despite his notable status, he still felt it was their honour to be associated with Zhang Xian.
Unfortunately, this guy was such a douchebag, he absolutely wouldn't allow him to lay a finger on his granddaughter.
Zhang Xian squinted at Old Man Han and asked, "What's with the look, old man? You look like you're going to eat me alive. Listen here, I am not gay. Hm! I'm only interested in your granddaughter. If you'd agree to marry her off to me, I'd gladly help you investigate that 'Voice of God' with all I've got."
Old Man Han almost jumped up, "Zhang Xian, are you threatening me?"
"You know I have the means to do so." Zhang Xian did not avoid Old Man Han's gaze.
