This time, the old man was remarkably considerate. He tucked one grandson under each arm and carried them out of the room, leaving it to the couple who had endured so much and were finally reunited.
Jiang Yue didn't say anything, but San Gou piped up, "Grandpa, Second Brother's family is having a reunion. You're being a little overbearing here."
The old man flicked San Gou on the back of the head. "You sure have a lot to say, kid. Come on, Xiao Yue, tell Grandpa what happened."
To explain, they had to start with Bronze Coconut Scholar.
After hearing the whole story, the old man sighed. "Well done, boy. It seems your fate is far better than your grandpa's was back then. Do you know that what you've accomplished in these past few days far surpasses the decades of quiet work we've put in? Xiao Yue, Gouzi, a turning point has arrived!"
Yes, a turning point had arrived.
The struggle between the Surface World and the underground world had finally reached a genuine turning point.
Until now, it had all been minor skirmishes: gathering intelligence, probing the enemy, stirring up trouble and creating friction among the major factions, all in an attempt to provoke infighting among the Underground Race.
It wasn't that these efforts had been useless. The factions of the underground world had indeed remained divided, and the pioneers from the Surface World had made their own contributions to that.
But these piecemeal operations hadn't had much effect on the overall situation. At the very least, they hadn't truly reversed the tide or even had any substantial impact.
This time, however, the old man had truly seen a turning point.
"Did your mother talk to you about the special medicine?" the old man asked.
Jiang Yue shook his