Hearing Han Zifeng's words, Lu Tianxing's face looked odd, focusing on cultivating moral character?
If it were someone else saying this, he might believe it, but if Old Master Han from the Han Family said it, he wouldn't believe a word. In his memory, Old Master Han was a hot-tempered person, the kind who would explode at the slightest spark. If he really was cultivating moral character, he would have done so already, and Han Zifeng wouldn't act like a mouse seeing a cat when meeting his own grandpa.
Just as Lu Tianxing was about to speak, he heard an elderly voice coming from the bamboo house: "You little rascal, go a few days without a beating and now you're tearing the roof off, huh? Daring to talk about me like this. Do you believe me if I say I'll punish you by making you clean all the Han Family's toilets?"
