Four-Eyed Taoist

Lin Zhengying flicked his yellow Taoist robe. There was nothing more to say. With his hands behind his back, he stood facing away from Akasaka and Wang Meiyu, gazing at the bamboo grove outside through the window. His silhouette seemed somewhat desolate.

"In the end, a grown daughter can't be kept at home..."

"The cabbage I raised for so long has ended up benefiting someone else."

"And this big cabbage I raised myself is even siding with outsiders..."

"Tragic, truly tragic!"

Lin Zhengying shook his head and sighed, speaking pointedly. In truth, he was cursing someone.

He just wasn't doing it openly; he was doing it indirectly.

Wang Meiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She tugged at the hem of her man—her husband's—clothes.

"Don't mind him. My grandpa's just like this. You'll get used to it."

Akasaka waved a hand. "Don't worry, I won't mind such a small thing. As long as your grandpa doesn't try to chop me with the Coin Sword again."

The moment Akasaka finished speaking—

Lin Zhengying's hands behind his back started to itch, and he silently reached for the Coin Sword hidden in his sleeve.

Akasaka hurriedly ducked behind Wang Meiyu, poking his head out as he said, "Grandpa, don't be rash! I'm your grandson-in-law, after all. Besides, Wang Meiyu and I have already done everything we should do. The deed is already done—you can't forcibly split us up, can you?"

"You little brat! You still dare bring that up?!" Lin Zhengying pointed at Akasaka and cursed. As he spoke, he was about to throw the Coin Sword at him and pierce this newly arrived prospective grandson-in-law.

Wang Meiyu stretched out both hands and stood in front of Akasaka.

"Grandpa! If you keep this up, I won't recognize you as my grandpa anymore!!!"