C33 Hatred Tomorrow Morning at 9 Am

"Yes, grandfather. I'm out."

Jiang Nan replied with a faint smile as he heard the old man's exclamation.

In the end, he put his gaze on the ground. Looking at Jiang Moyuan, whose fist heavily smashed into the ground, a complicated expression appeared on Jiang Nan's face.

Jiang Moyuan seemed to have noticed Jiang Nan's gaze