Actually, some of Tuoba Jianhui's views, from an absolutely rational perspective, Lin Tian felt they weren't entirely unreasonable.
But what Lin Tian couldn't stand the most was this guy always putting on the airs of a senior, spouting what he thought were wise words.
The matter of Lin Tian performing together with Gan Yanyu,
even Sir Gan hadn't said a single word of objection, the old man himself had nothing to say!
What are you talking about "entrusting"?
You think you're worthy of "entrusting"?
"....."
After all, he was almost seventy years old, being scolded by an 18-year-old boy like this.
Tuoba Jianhui's face clearly couldn't hide the embarrassment.
He was leaning against the wall with one hand, the other resting on his forehead, coughing twice.
At the same time, looking at Lin Tian, his heart filled with a bit of sorrow.
"Then just take it as the ramblings of an old man."
"..."
The old man stroked the water cup in his hand, leaning against the wall,
