Hao Zhigang suddenly knelt down.
Yes!
Kneeling right in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Jiang Xiaoxiao jumped in surprise.
What's this about?
"Nephew, let's talk this over, why are you kneeling out of the blue, this isn't ancient times?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's eye twitched, what the heck is wrong with this guy!
Hao Zhigang stubbornly remained kneeling, the old lady glanced at her great-grandson, probably understanding what he wanted to do.
She let out a long sigh, stopped speaking, found a chair, and settled herself comfortably there, not interfering with anything.
Jiang Xiaoxiao realized she couldn't pull him up, so she let go and stood to the side.
She couldn't afford to accept someone kneeling to her; she wasn't looking to shorten her lifespan.
"Aunt, please take me as your apprentice."
With that sentence, Jiang Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.
She couldn't help but laugh.
