When Old Master Mo saw Mo Beihan, he was both pleasantly surprised and somewhat remorseful.

“This… I… I wanted to speak to you. You… have a seat. Don't be afraid!”

Mo Beihan: “…”

Did he look frightened?

He sat without a word, his expression severe and wary. When Old Master Mo saw it, his heart ached.

The Old Master had always been stern and solemn, but when suddenly faced with this grown-up grandson, he wanted to coax him, but he could not humor him like he would a child.

Also, the children in the family were all grown up. It had been a long time and he did not remember how to coax children.

He was used to being stern!

Old Master Mo spent a long moment arranging his expression, trying his best to smile gently and compa.s.sionately. When Mo Beihan saw his look, he almost laughed out loud.

But on the surface, he continued to stare fixedly at Old Master Mo. He looked wary and anxious, as if he was about to be kidnapped.

When Old Master Mo saw this, he hurriedly said, “Don't… don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. This…”

He glanced at his steward. “Hurry up and make them all leave. Leave!”

The Old Master gestured at Steward Zhong to indicate that the numerous bodyguards who had followed him were to leave.

Steward Zhong immediately complied and made everyone leave. There was no one left in the house except Mo Beihan and Steward Zhong, who was the Old Master's trusted servant.

Old Master Mo tried his best to smile in a kindly fas.h.i.+on. He said to Mo Beihan, “Don't worry, I'm here to speak to you about something. Here… do you recognize him?”

He handed the photograph he was holding to Mo Beihan. Mo Beihan took it and glanced at it. It was a photograph of his father and a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was Old Master Mo.

Mo Beihan remained expressionless when he saw his father, Mo Huai.

“That's my father.”

He was completely calm.

Old Master Mo did not really know how to proceed.

The old man glanced at Steward Zhong, and then at Mo Beihan and said, “That's my son, and that's me.”

When the old man finished speaking, he looked at Mo Beihan in antic.i.p.ation. He wanted to see how Mo Beihan would react so that he could continue.

But…

Mo Beihan said, “He doesn't look like you at all. I look more like you!”

When he said that, he touched his face.

Old Master Mo: “…”

It… it was true!

Old Master Mo seemed rather pleased to hear that. “That's right! That's right! You look more like me than he does. I am… I am your grandfather! Your grandfather!”

Old Master Mo was very anxious and he looked at Mo Beihan hopefully.

Mo Beihan looked at him and remained silent for a long time before he said, “My father pa.s.sed away many years ago. It must have been difficult for you. Have you been searching for us for long?”

Old Master Mo was stunned.

Pa.s.sed… pa.s.sed away?

“Your… your father has pa.s.sed away? Who told you that?”

Mo Beihan frowned. “Is he still alive? My father left when I was very young. The brigade members all said that my father was from a rich family. He was bored in the countryside, so he deceived my mother. After he had children, he abandoned us and went back to enjoy his life.

“But my mother told me that my father had gone to work to earn money for the family, but he died in an accident. He's a hero!”

Old Master Mo: “…”

The old man trembled for a long time without saying anything. He glanced at Steward Zhong. He really wanted to drag his son over and give him a thras.h.i.+ng.

He was even angrier with Mo Huai now. When he got home, he certainly would not let him off lightly this time.