All of the Zhang family descendants didn't take Lin Bei seriously.
Now the Zhang family was almost reduced to sleeping on the streets. Having a place to stay was already good enough, but dreaming of rising again was pure fantasy.
Facing everyone's mockery, Lin Bei didn't take it to heart.
With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, he smiled at Zhang Guohua and said, "Old Master Zhang, shall I see you out?"
"Sure."
Zhang Guohua lamented, "I've lived for most of my life, and only today did I understand one thing, that when it comes down to it, the only ones who can help you are your family."
Lin Bei shook his head with a smile, "Old Master, what you said isn't right. Actually, most of the time, family members can't be relied on. One must be self-reliant. It's better to depend on yourself than on others."
Zhang Guohua looked deeply at Lin Bei.
He suddenly felt that he might have underestimated this son-in-law all along.
