"You know my grandpa?"
Lin Fan, catching his breath, looked at the old man in surprise.
But judging by his appearance, he did indeed resemble his grandpa.
"Of course, Wu Lao and I grew up without a care in the world. When I first knew him, he was still wetting the bed."
The old man used one arm to support himself on the rim of the tank and sat on it casually, his ease and water skills making Lin Fan admire him greatly.
"Senior, you just mentioned the Water Assassin... is that the Qi Men Water Xiao?"
Feng Xiaoxiao, who was leaning beside Lin Fan, looked at the old man in amazement. Upon hearing the question, the old man stroked his graying beard: "Oh, young lady, you know a bit. I saw your water skills were quite impressive earlier. Could it be related to my Qi Men Water Xiao?"
