“Uncle Zhao!” Xiang Ning’s voice was slightly raised, but Uncle Zhao continued promoting his granddaughter. He was a completely different person from the cool hero who had killed a tier seven Beast King in one fell swoop of his knife. 

Everyone else was speechless, their impression of one of the Eight Pillars, one of the most powerful men alive, crumbling. 

“Don’t you think it makes sense? I was the one who raised you, so I know you well. I think you’ll match well with my granddaughter. Don’t worry, our family came from nothing, too, we definitely don’t care about family background,” Uncle Zhao nagged. 

Xiang Ning looked at him with a smile....