At this point in time, nobody would object to Elder Lin's words. Old Master Zhai sat quietly on the sofa. His lips curved slightly and he looked as kind as a Buddha. The ferociousness he had when he was young was gone, and he looked at this scene as if it were the evening sun.
Lin Yuankang was slightly stunned and he made eye contact with Old Master Zhai. Old Master Zhai remained motionless while sitting but nodded to Lin Yuankang. It seemed like a greeting and also seemed to be acknowledging something.
They had known each other for so many years. They knew it clearly how their tempers were like. Lin Yuankang wasn't suited for arousing enthusiasm while Old Master Zhai wasn't suited for remaining quiet. At this age, both of them had done things that didn't suit their tempers. The answer was self-evident and so full of helplessness.
Lin Yuankang smiled bitterly. He looked at the few children before him with heartache and couldn't say anything.
