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When the crutch hit Qiao Zi'an's body, there was a muffled sound. The surrounding air froze, but Qiao Zi'an didn't move. Just like that, he forcibly bore the weight of Old Master Qiao's crutch.

"You bastard, you still know that you have a grandfather like me?" Old Master Qiao stood up angrily.

"Grandfather!" Qiao Zi'an still stood straight in front of Old Master Qiao