1402: C1402 I'm Not a Bad Person

C1402 I'm Not a Bad Person

All of a sudden, Chiang Lee seemed to understand why Pen Holding Man, who could not even drink water in the past few days, suddenly became so energetic today.

She felt that Mo Nan's scolding was not wrong at all.

Such a simple truth, she did not expect it until this hooligan said it.

"You, sigh..."

Mo Nan opened his mouth and wanted to curse. However, when he saw Chiang Lee's self-blaming expression, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

What had happened was already the last thing he could blame. The only thing he could do now was to try his best to make Pen Holding Man fully close his eyes and regain his consciousness.

Thinking back, he was too angry. Now that he thought about it, even if this girl could tell that the old man was back to life, what could she do?

She couldn't do anything!

"Alright," Wang Yao said. I was too serious just now, I don't blame you for this. After all, even if I was here, I could only watch all of this happen."

He patted Chiang Lee's shoulder and comforted her. After all, this girl was already very sad. Mo Nan really did not dare to add salt to her heart.

In a flash, he let Chiang Lee open the bed and planned to find a way to help Pen Holding Man regain his consciousness.

The last sentence Elder Chiang said to his granddaughter was actually for Chiang Lee to think of a way to trick him. Needless to say, Elder Chiang did this because he definitely had something to say to him.

Mo Nan could vaguely guess what it was. Furthermore, he was a person who was afraid of trouble. He was most afraid that someone would say something that he could not refuse. However, after thinking about it carefully, he still decided to wake the old man up. Otherwise, he would feel uneasy.

Taking out a few silver needles from his body, old rascal threw them out. The needles immediately landed where they should have fallen.

A few seconds later.

The blankness in Pen Holding Man's eyes gradually faded away. He felt dizzy, and his eyes regained some clarity.

The old man turned his head and noticed his granddaughter, who was next to the bed with tears in her eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sigh, I was afraid that when I saw you like this, the old man didn't dare to fall down. I didn't expect that this day would come..."

Without waiting for the grandfather and grandson to say anything emotional.

Mo Nan's tone was extremely calm as he interrupted Pen Holding Man's words.

"I have to remind you that you can only wake up for a few minutes. So, don't say anything emotional. If you have anything to say, you'd better finish it at once. "

Otherwise, when the old man once again fell into a trance, even he would not be able to wake him up again.

"Alright."

Pen Holding Man was also a neat person. Or rather, he had been ill for a long time and had already seen through life and death. At this moment, he nodded heavily and continued to stare at Mo Nan without saying a word.

old rascal immediately realized that it was the grandfather and grandson who wanted to talk. He muttered in his heart, "You old man are already like this. You still don't forget to break the bridge after crossing the river, but your legs still honestly brought him out of the house.

As soon as he left, some whispers came from the house.

From time to time, he could even hear Chiang Lee's laughter. It was probably because the two of them were reminiscing about some old matters.

The thing old rascal hated the most was the scene of separation, especially this kind of farewell scene. He could not stand it any more. When he went out the door, he lit a cigarette and quietly waited while smoking.

It was about the time he finished a cigarette.

The noise in the room had almost stopped. Chiang Lee pushed open the door at this time and walked out. She faced the anxious gazes of Chiang Wey and the others outside and pointed at Mo Nan.

"You, go in."

old rascal had expected Elder Chiang to talk to him. He put out his cigarette when he heard her. He nodded at Chiang Lee and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, he did not wait for Pen Holding Man to speak. He pointed two fingers at the weak man on the bed and said seriously,

"First of all, don't let me manage the mess you left behind. I'm not interested, and I don't have the energy."

"Second, I don't need your help. I'll take good care of your granddaughter within my ability, but if you, an old man, want to make do with me and your granddaughter... " Then save it... "

Mo Nan attached great importance to feelings.

He had feelings for Chiang Lee, but they were far from being able to be together. Perhaps they had reached that level before, but when Chiang Lee did not give him a response and went to the headquarters of the Dragon Chamber Of Commerce, this feeling faded again.

In short, even if Pen Holding Man asked for it now, he would not agree to these excessive requests. Therefore, it was better to say some things clearly in advance.

After saying this, he slowly curled his lips and said,

"Alright, that's all I want to say. If you have anything to say, you can say it."

"What else can I say?"

Pen Holding Man, who was extremely weak, almost used his last bit of strength to roll his eyes. He was speechless.

After that, when he recovered some strength, he revealed a smile and waved at Mo Nan.

When Mo Nan walked over with a face full of vigilance, he immediately sat up as if he was angered to death. He roared and said, " I'm not a fucking bad person!"

"Heh, you're not a person when you're bad."

Mo Nan stopped walking and smiled coldly.

Pen Holding Man was stunned when he saw that. He suddenly laughed happily.

Initially, he was worried that he would not get used to seeing Stinky's tearful look. But now, it seemed like he was thinking too much!

That was true. This brat, who had killed countless people, was now as vicious as ever. That was the right thing to do.

He had been wrong from the beginning.

However, the old man, who had seen all kinds of people in his life, knew that some people were like this. They were unwilling to express their emotions. The more they felt, the more their mouths hurt.

Mo Nan was obviously this kind of person.

When he thought that this kid would actually be sad because of his death, Pen Holding Man was extremely happy. After laughing twice, he said,

"I never thought that you would value me so much."

He thought Mo Nan should admit it now.

Unexpectedly, the latter almost shivered at the same time when he heard the sound. Then, he said with a face full of disdain, "You damn old glass."

Pen Holding Man,... ""

He took a few deep breaths. He really wanted to curse at the young man in front of him in the end. However, before he could open his mouth, he discovered that his consciousness had once again become blurry.

It was too late!

Pen Holding Man sighed in his heart. Then, he ignored Mo Nan's earlier insults and recovered his calm indifferent smile.

"Actually, this old man has nothing to say to you."

"I called you in to see your attitude. As for Chiang Lee, I know that even if I did not say it, you would take good care of her. With you around, I can rest assured..."0

"Haha, seeing that you will feel uncomfortable because of me, this old man will be satisfied even if he dies immediately."

From the moment he realized it until now, he still felt guilty towards Mo Nan.

It was him who had dragged this young man into the whirlpool of Ancient Martial World. It was also him who had pushed Mo Nan to the top of the storm.

Fortunately, Mo Nan had survived it. Otherwise, he might feel guilty forever.

"You do it."

Just as he was about to pass out, Pen Holding Man waved at Mo Nan again. After the latter hesitated, he finally walked over. He tried his best to hold his head up and whispered into the latter's ear.

"Haven't you always wanted to know what I like about you? Now, let me tell you..."

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