Baili Mu wholeheartedly agreed with Ou Lan's point of view and smiled at Baili Chen, "Yes, grandfather, Lanlan is right. If Luo Yiyun and her son want to put on a show, then let them show off as much as they want."
Baili Chen's originally gloomy face suddenly broke into a slight smile, somewhat self-deprecating, "Could it be that my cultivation has regressed? At my age, I'm so impatient, yet you two young people are so calm and composed, making me feel a bit ashamed."
Ou Lan laughed as she took the Old King's arm, teasing him, "What are you saying, grandfather? Your cultivation hasn't regressed, rather your sense of justice has become overwhelming, and you can't tolerate any injustice in your eyes. My brother and I should learn from you."
