Early in the morning, Old Master Long was practicing Tai Chi in the ancient-looking courtyard when Secretary Zhou hurried in.
"Old Master, someone is here to see you!"
"Can't you see I'm practicing? Have him wait..."
"Old Master, he says he must see you right away... otherwise, otherwise he's going to cry!"
Old Master Long stopped his exercise, furrowing his brows, "Who?"
"Your grandson! Cough cough..." Secretary Zhou said, somewhat embarrassed.
Old Master Long wiped his sweat with a towel, "Bring him to me at once!"
"Yes, Old Master!"
Old Master Long sat in an armchair sipping tea, and in no time, Secretary Zhou led a tiny figure into the room...
