Along the way, Guo Xihao could see the past people stare at his grandfather politely and bow to him.

there is no communication. Guo Xihao just follows his grandfather and looks at his deep back. Guo Xihao feels some pressure from the old man.

"would you blame me?"

the silence didn't last long. When I came to a wooden chair, my grandfather sat down, took Guo Xihao's hand and looked at him.

"hmm?"

suddenly, Guo Xihao didn't respond to his sudden emphasis, and then he sat beside his grandfather with a smile: "I respect the strong, especially those who have made contributions to this country, and the strong always have...