C78 Great-grandfather's Praise

In the bamboo garden of the capital, Old Master Cheng sat on a rocking chair with a smile that he had not seen for many years. He cursed, "This little bastard, is he trying to poke the sky? He's too useless. "

"That's right. He has offended so many factions. I really don't know which one of them would dare to borrow his courage." Cheng Guowei knew what Great-Grandfather Fang was thinking