Han Xiao's cold voice softened. He felt sorry for his love and care for him.
He was the only direct descendant that his grandfather had raised by his side and the only grandson that he had personally taught.
He was the luckiest.
When he was young, his mother often told him that his grandfather had high hopes for him and that he would work hard to live up to his grandfather's expectations when he grew up.
Before he went up the mountain to learn martial arts, he had always worked hard to become what his grandfather thought of him.
He worked hard to become outstanding.
As a result, he spent most of his time studying every day and only had Hua Wuyan by his side as a friend.
It was just that after he went up the mountain, he met the Little Munchkin and his fellow disciples who were learning martial arts together.
One must be happy in one's life and never let go of your happiness.
