Tears in Bujie's eyes could no longer be held back, they flowed down.
The old man in front of him was his grandfather, blood is thicker than water, an undeniable fact.
He spoke hoarsely, choking with emotion, "Thank you, Grandfather!"
"Silly child, don't be so formal with your grandfather!"
Mo Qianya patted Bujie's shoulder and said, "Also, a real man bleeds but doesn't weep!
Men of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land should be carefree, act with courage, and avenge any grievances, face life's joys and sorrows with boldness!
Quickly wipe away those tears!"
"Mm!"
Bujie nodded heavily, forcefully wiping away the tears.
Ning Jianfeng's eyes were red, shaking his head he said, "This guy has always been cheerful and carefree.
Honestly, I've never seen this side of him, it's really unbearable."
Tears were swirling in Xu Ying's eyes as well, "This guy is trying to trick our tears out, but we can't let him succeed."
