Yang Yuanshan also felt a chill in his heart, but what he had in mind was different from Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin.
He felt that Luo Liansheng brought up this matter merely to evoke sympathy, with the aim of making requests from him.
Therefore, he nonchalantly said, "Luo really got himself a strong constitution over there!"
"Indeed, the constitution keeps getting better. Living to seventy, others only think I'm fifty," Luo Liansheng said with self-mockery. "Sadly, twenty years wasted on the grasslands of the Northwest. Fortunately, my grandson has grown well, which is some comfort."
"Your grandson is really good," Yang Yuanshan agreed with Luo Liansheng, "better than all the profligates in Yanjing."
