Seeing his good brother's proud demeanor, Old Master Shao was envious, "Chengyu, Xuanxuan, you need to hurry up, your master is still waiting to hold his granddisciple!"
"Yes, Master!" Yang Chengyu nodded earnestly, "Master, rest assured, your disciple guarantees that next year Master will be able to hold his granddisciple."
The crowd couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.
Meanwhile, Ling Youxuan bowed her head, her beautiful countenance blushing with shyness, yet her heart was sweet as honey.
Watching the virtuous and quiet Ling Youxuan, Liu Xiuyun was more and more satisfied. She thought to herself that she should speak well with her husband later, striving to marry Ling Youxuan home sooner, so she too could hold a grandson.
