On the vast lake in the Dongguo Clan Estate, the pergola at the center of the lake that was just destroyed over a month ago had already been rebuilt.
At the side of the pergola, an old man sat quietly with a fishing rod in his hand, and he was angling for fish.
Even though he was angling for fish, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face carried a slight sense of loneliness.
This old man looked to be no different than an ordinary old man.
After a long time.
"Alas." The old man opened his eyes and let out a long sigh, and then he raised the fishing rod to look at the straight hook and muttered. "I've been unable to calm my heart down ever since Han left…"
"Han, do you know that since grandfather found out the news about your departure, I've never been able to catch a single fish." The old man took a deep breath, and the sheen of tears filled and flickered within his eyes.
