"Grandpa, are you really going to let Nannan live here?"
Xiao Nannan stared up at Tai with wide eyes, disbelief filling them.
"I'm so old. Why would I lie to you?" Tai stroked Xiao Nannan's head. For some reason, he felt his heart melting.
Why did it feel a little addictive?
"Well, Old Tea Man, are you planning to raise a granddaughter?" An old man drinking tea at a table watched them and laughed.
A certain Heavenly Emperor eavesdropping from the Dao Realm nearly jumped out of his skin. You're already so old. Why are you still talking nonsense?
Then that Heavenly Emperor sneaked a glance at Ruthless. Only when he saw no reaction from her did he breathe easier.
They may be connected, but Ruthless isn't Xiao Nannan. With her personality, why would she care about something like this?
Meng Chuan found himself an explanation and immediately relaxed.
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"I figured Old Tea Man opened this tea house alone because he'd spent his whole life alone. Who'd have thought he'd get a granddaughter in his old age? What wonderful news!"
"Exactly! Old Tea Man, for such a happy occasion, shouldn't today's tea be free?"
Someone nearby joined in, genuinely happy for Tai.
As for the price of tea, it was only one copper coin, hardly worth mentioning. They just wanted to celebrate.
But Meng Chuan's face darkened. What did they mean, he'd spent his whole life alone?
He still had such a long life ahead of him. True, he'd spent the first hundred thousand-odd years alone, but who could say what would happen later?
Three hundred thousand years east of the river—no, three hundred thousand years was too short. Meng Chuan figured nothing much would change for him in the next three hundred thousand years.
Three million years east