The chubby little hand tugged on dad's long gown as he looked up with an innocent and radiant face to explain, "Daddy, I know there's a taboo in the Mo Clan, it's that you can't say the word 'grandson', anyone who does has to face the wall and think over their mistake. Later I found out, it's because Daddy doesn't like being the Clan Leader's grandson, so I don't like it either. But, I called him great-grandpa, then daddy, doesn't that make you his grandson?"
"Uh..." Mo Liancheng instantly lost his composure.
This little rascal, this little rascal!
Suddenly, a certain lord's face darkened several shades...
Mo Yifeng immediately retreated a few steps.
Qu Tan'er did the same, Chengcheng exploded?! On the verge of a breakdown?
Smart ones quickly and silently moved away a bit.
From a friend to suddenly becoming his grandson, this... taboo, taboo! The little guy spoke without restraint, actually pointing it out directly.
Quietly, no one made a sound.
