"Those little sluts… girlfriends!"
The old man was furious. As a seventy-year-old, his greatest joy was to sleep comfortably until dawn. But those little sluts… girlfriends were all troublesome. As soon as they drank, they would run outside the manor, howling like unsatisfied she-wolves, and they would howl for most of the night. If they just howled, it would be fine, but they also cursed.
"What a scumbag, a degenerate, a heartless man!" They hurled insults one after another, making his blood boil. He almost couldn't resist shooting them, but he couldn't do that. After all, they were his precious grandson's women, and one of them might even become his future granddaughter-in-law. If he killed them, he wouldn't be able to explain.
After much thought, he found no solution. Xiao Changlin, who had never bowed his head in his life, could only swallow his anger and let them run wild.
"Boy, Grandpa knows you have your own opinions and ideas about everything. So, Grandpa has never interfered with your life since you were little."
"You didn't want to go to school, Grandpa allowed it; you didn't want to join a club, Grandpa allowed it; you didn't want to apprentice, Grandpa allowed that too. Even later, when you set rules and developed your own forces, Grandpa turned a blind eye and let you mess around. There's nothing I can do, who told you you're my grandson! But when it comes to women, Grandpa must intervene. I have to."
The old man straightened his body, his expression extremely serious.
"Beauty is a bane! It's not just a saying. Grandpa has been through it and has more experience than you. You think you're young and vigorous, and a few dozen girlfriends are no problem. I'm telling you, that's impossible. Young people need to learn restraint, otherwise, when you get old, you'll regret it. Lust is a bone-scraping steel knife; how many heroes have died by this knife? Not to mention those far away, your Grandpa Fu is a living example. If he had been a little less wild back then, he wouldn't be without anyone to mourn him now."
Hearing this, Lin Fu immediately became displeased.
"Boss, wasn't it you back then…"
"Shut up, you don't have a say."
Lin Fu huffed and puffed in anger, picking up his hunting rifle and heading to the shooting range. The old man ignored him and continued to scold him.
"Four or five lovers are enough. Why do you need so many? Can you even get to all of them? Aren't you afraid they'll cheat on you? And there's the racial issue. Grandpa isn't a racist, but I hope my future great-grandchildren have black hair and yellow skin. Look at the people you've found—white, black, and even brown. You… you… how can you be so heavy-handed!"
Luke's body stiffened, his face instantly turning red like a monkey's butt, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into. Damn it, he would definitely deal with them later. Cursing him was one thing, but why provoke Grandpa? You might not be ashamed, but I am!
The old man sighed, "I won't interfere with your affairs, and I can't. In short… you figure it out yourself!"
"Grandpa, I swear right now, from today onwards, no woman will ever shout outside the manor again. I'm breaking off all ties with them."
"You can break off ties, but don't hurt them. After all, you've shared a bed with them. Even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness, right?"
Hearing this, the old beggar beside them could no longer hold back and snickered, his mouth twisted.
Luke's mouth twitched violently, his face frighteningly dark, but he had no choice. He suppressed his anger and hissed,
"Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone."
"Since you've made your decision, I won't interfere anymore. Now, let's talk about the engagement. Has Billy told you about it?"
Luke's face was taut.
He said expressionlessly,
"I'm only seventeen. According to the law, I'm a minor."
"Get lost!"
The old man cursed loudly,
"Don't play that game with me. You've had dozens of girlfriends, and you still have the nerve to say you're a minor? You might not care about your reputation, but I do." He took a breath and continued, "I've seen it clearly these past few years. You're not a faithful person. You fall for one, then another, then a pair. Calling you a scumbag is even a compliment. Since you're so unreliable, I'll decide on your marriage, so you don't bring back any shady characters."
"I've met that girl. She's quiet, virtuous, good-tempered, and very understanding. Her maternal grandfather saved my life when he was young, so our two families are considered old friends. I'm very satisfied with her as my granddaughter-in-law. Tomorrow, I'll have her come over, you two can meet, and we'll get the engagement done first. It'll also settle your heart, so you don't mess around outside all day."
Luke's face was bitter, "Grandpa…"
"This matter is settled, no discussion. And don't use your methods to threaten her. If you dare to bully her, I'll break your dog legs."
The old man snorted coldly and left in his wheelchair, giving Luke no chance to explain.
Luke sighed to the heavens, "I can't live like this anymore."
The old beggar gave him a disdainful glance. "Stop sighing. You've gotten a good deal and you're still acting innocent. There's a limit to shamelessness, you know. By the way, who is that girl who came back with you?"
"Why are you asking about her?"
"She has a very strong energy inside her. Very strong!"
Luke pouted unhappily. That's a given, which Kryptonian doesn't have strong energy inside them?
"If you want to know, ask her yourself, don't ask me. But as a friendly reminder, she has a bad temper. Don't put on a high-and-mighty attitude when talking to her. People could die."
Luke, having been scolded, felt uneasy and needed a place to clear his head, and to think about how to deal with those girlfriends—no, those little sluts!
The old beggar was rebuffed, but he was used to Luke's attitude after all these years. He swayed leisurely to the front yard, found the Kryptonian girl eating dessert, and with a slight tilt of his head, said profoundly,
"Little girl, from which sect or school do you hail? Would you mind telling this old man?"
Linda said without looking up, "Who are you?!"
"This old man is Ling Xuzi from Kunlun Mountain, the sixty-third generation leader of the Lingxu Sect."
"Don't know you! Also, I'm in a bad mood right now and don't want to talk. If you have nothing else, just get lost as far as you can."
The old beggar was instantly embarrassed. Fortunately, after all these years with Luke, he had developed a certain thick-skinnedness. He coughed and said,
"It's like this, I see that your footsteps are light, your eyes gleam with divine light, and your limbs are well-proportioned and slender. You are an excellent candidate for martial arts. If you don't have a master, this old man can reluctantly take you as a registered disciple and teach you the unique techniques of the Lingxu Sect."
Linda put down her pastry, her eyes a little strange, as if she was looking at an idiot.
"Didn't that bastard Luke Xiao tell you who I am?"
The old beggar's heart skipped a beat, feeling something was off. He mumbled, "He didn't say anything."
Linda sneered, placing her hand on the table.
Crack!
The ten-centimeter-thick marble table cracked into large fissures. She picked up a slab of stone and held it in her hand. Without much effort, the stone turned into dust and floated down.
"Do you think I need to apprentice myself to you?"
The old beggar: "…"
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