I'm becoming increasingly unable to understand Lin Huan's way of thinking, and it seemed that his stuttering would never fully recover. "But... my Little Dumpling, he... he is the Snake Baby, he... he... oh, could you possibly... entrust the Lin Family to... him?"
"Why not?" Lin Huan asked indifferently.
Why not!!
Lin Huan said, why not!!
My mind was in complete disarray; his elderly self could actually accept someone with the Demon Tribe's bloodline to inherit the Lin Family,
"Uh... if Senior Lin, you think it's fine, then I have no objections."
"Why still call me Senior Lin? Call me Grandfather!" my mother scolded.
I wore a cheeky expression, "..."
I had called Lin Huan Grandfather before.
That was at the very beginning.
Latter on, in extreme anger, I also called him Senior Lin, and even went as far as to call him by his full name Lin Huan.
Now, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I truly can't bring myself to call out 'Grandfather.'
