Jingdu, in the main garden of the Tang mansion.

Completing a round of fist techniques, Tang Yunhai pulled back his palms and stood upright. His posture made him look like an old pine tree, vigorous and powerful.

Zhang Yumei went forward and passed him a towel with a smile. “Father, your agility makes you look so young. Mayhaps you might even outmatch me and Tianlong.” 

“Oh you, you really do know how to sweet talk an old fella. I know my body and I am ageing fast. A set of drills is enough to make me pant, I’m not as good as before.” Tang Yunhai sighed audibly, his gaze landing on Tang Yuyan who was in a daze at one corner. 

Tang Yuyan was seated atop a bench, palms resting against his cheek and expressions empty. 

No one knew what was going through her mind. 

Zhang Yumei turned to look at her. “Yuyan, don’t you have something to tell your grandpa? Your grandpa is done with his training, you may speak now.” 

It was only then that Tang Yuyan gained some focus back. She stood up and approached them. “Grandpa, I’ll be heading over to Xia Lei’s place for dinner tonight.”

“You’re going over for dinner?” Tang Yunhai expression shifted into something dark. “What...