When Han Sen saw Luo Haitang, he was shocked.
The Luo Haitang he saw now was completely different. The man was so slim that he was practically skin and bones. His eyes were sunk deep in their sockets, and his hair was white. He looked like a dying old man, and not the fabled Godslayer Luo that Han Sen had known.
It was hard to imagine Luo Haitang's body had become like this over the course of a few years.
"Don't cry for me. I just wanted to see your smile and anger." Luo Haitang touched Luo Lan's hair.
"I'm too stubborn. I'm sorry." Luo Lan refused to raise her head. She did not want him to see her cry.
"If you weren't stubborn, you wouldn't be my granddaughter." Luo Haitang looked so happy, brushing Luo Lan's hair.
Luo Lan smiled and cried. She touched Han Yufei and Han Sen, and introduced Luo Haitang.
"It is nice to see you here." Luo Haitang accepted their bows and returned to smiling at Luo Lan.
