The old man sat in front of the grave, took out some wine, and poured some in front of the grave. He said calmly, "Actually, you were right. If my father had been like you back then, our branch of the family wouldn't have ended up with just me left."
At this point, the old man felt a bit melancholic. "Over the years, I've actually lost hope. I can't make any progress or seek revenge. We've even reached the end of our branch with no future. But recently, I encountered your grandson!"
The old man suddenly smiled. "The Li family's bloodline is truly strong. So young yet aiming for dominance in Jianghu, with great potential. Finally, the Li family has successors. Perhaps the events of those years will be settled by this kid."
Suddenly, the old man glanced at the road he came from, his figure flickered, and he instantly disappeared, leaving only the fragrance of wine lingering in front of the grave, marking the traces of his visit.
