Dai Yifan knew of his grandfather's pickiness. Although he had taught countless talents in all those years, he had never taken a single disciple. Now, not only does he have a disciple, but he also personally cooks delicious food for his disciple?
Does such doting on a disciple even exist?
He suddenly became full of curiosity about his grandfather's disciple.
Knowing his grandfather's discerning eye, the disciple chosen by him must undoubtedly be one in a million.
"Gramps, can you introduce me to this amazing disciple of yours?" Dai Yifan sat across from him, holding chopsticks but lost his appetite.
Mentioning his disciple, Dai Jinhai's suppressed excitement bubbled up again, making him want to show off his disciple subconsciously.
"Do you know 'Young Maiden'?"
