352: C352 Waste of Time

C352 Waste of Time

"It looks like the Wu family needs to clear out all obstructions!" Ren Qianyuv's eyes lit up and Zhou Lingjun's figure appeared in his mind.

If there was the participation of such an expert, then it was not impossible for Wu family to unify the Sheep City.

"The Old Master came out!"

Just as Ren Qianyuv was deep in thought, a clear knocking sound came from the inner hall.

Everyone turned to look and saw a white-bearded, spirited old man wearing a cheerful hat carefully pushed out by a servant sitting on a massage chair.

Ren Qianyuv's gaze was fixed on the other party's leg. A strange look flashed across his eyes as he turned around and whispered to Elder An.

"Old Master Ann!" I wish you four seasons of evergreen, Pine Crane Changchun! "

"Grandfather!" Grandson wishes you a smile, and eternal joy! "

"Elder An!" The Wei family wishes you good luck and good fortune! "

… ….

When they saw Old Master Ann come out, all the guests stood up to greet him and congratulated him.

The Old Master's ninetieth birthday was the year of the mackerel. Most of those of his generation were no longer around, and those present were all his juniors.

As for Anne, she could already be considered a member of the fourth generation.

"Everyone, you guys are quite considerate. This old man is very happy to have all of you come today!"

Although Old Master Ann was already old and it was inconvenient for his legs, his face was red and full of spirit. His slightly cloudy and gloomy eyes were flashing with a strange light.

Seeing so many people coming to congratulate him, a gratified smile appeared on his wrinkled face as he waved to everyone.

"There's no need to stand on ceremony. Everyone must enjoy today!"

The guests were all from famous sects, so naturally, they were well-mannered. After congratulating the guests, they all returned to their seats. The scene looked very orderly, without the slightest confusion.

"Dad …!"

After all the guests had left their seats, a slightly trembling voice sounded.

The voice was not loud, but it still attracted the shocked gazes of all the guests towards Elder An, who was sitting on the right side of the main table.

Elder An looked at his father, who was sitting on a wheelchair nearby. His face was twitching, and his eyes were brimming with tears. His four limbs were swaying uncontrollably.

Forty-five years ago, Ann Huabiao was still young, but he had clashed with his father and left the family. Until now, his hair was completely white. It was already past the prime of his life.

How could these complicated emotions not make people sigh?

Even though Elder An had been unwilling and resentful previously, at this moment, he had let it go.

Especially when he saw that his old father was already slumped on his wheelchair, Elder An's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He felt guilty for all these years that he had not been able to show his filial piety.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He started to walk towards the main table in the center with trembling steps.

"Halt!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded out.

The one who spoke was An Guoliang, who was standing beside the Old Master. His cold expression did not allow for any discussion, and he spoke out mercilessly to stop Elder An's actions.

When Elder An heard this, he immediately halted his steps and retreated.1

However, his eyes still looked at Old Master Ann with hope.

Old Master Ann turned his head slightly. When he saw Ann Huabiao, his face also twitched in surprise.

Time could indeed change everything!

After wasting so much time, he had transformed a hot-blooded youth who was in high spirits and full of pride into an old and decrepit appearance.

However, this was all a fleeting reaction.

Old Master Ann quickly turned his head back and ignored him. His expression also returned to his usual look.

"Ann Huabiao!" Do you remember what I said when I left the An clan? "

His voice was indifferent and cold, without the slightest emotion. Even if it was an ordinary guest, it would not have such an attitude.

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