In a modest yet exquisitely elegant house, a middle-aged man in fine clothes stood with his hands behind his back by the window, gazing up at the northern night sky.

A face nearing fifty, etched with the passage of time.

That kind of vicissitudes, is not the traces left by time on him, but a kind of temperament.

He is well-maintained, not a single white hair on his head. On the contrary, his thick eyebrows, big eyes and high nose bridge,

At first glance, one can't help but imagine him twenty years ago. He would have undoubtedly been a heartthrob, captivating countless young women.

"Grandson greets his grandfather."

A soft, mushy voice came from behind him.

When he heard the sound, the fleeting look of loneliness and reminiscence in the middle-aged man's eyes vanished.

He slowly turned around, and when his gaze fell upon the small figure in front of him, warmth and affection welled up in his eyes.

But this warmth and kindness were immediately replaced by a deliberate air of authority and displeasure.

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"Lorel, do you know why your grandfather called you here in the middle of the night?" asked the middle-aged man.

The little boy, who was called Loer, thought about it seriously for a moment, then smiled, revealing a row of neat teeth and a dimple on his cheek.

“Grandson, I wager it’s the new teacher who has come to Grandfather again to complain,” he asked.

"Since you know, you're still smiling?" The middle-aged man's eyes darkened.

Lorel quickly suppressed her smile, she turned and strode straight to the rack of weapons.

He took a handful of thorns, drew them through the air, and the rustle they made seemed to shatter the invisible air with a faint pop.

Lorel walked straight back to the middle-aged man's side.

"Yes, the grandson is teasing the teacher in class again. Please, grandfather, punish him!"

He leaned down, his hands cupping the thorny branch as he extended it forward.

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A discerning person can see at a glance that this solid foundation, every move and gesture, is not something that can be achieved without three years of martial arts training.

The middle-aged man picked up the rattan stick, while Lore turned her back and took a fighting stance, inhaling deeply as if she were gathering her energy to withstand the punishment.

At such a young age, he possesses a composure that many adults lack.

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"Well, Grandfather won't punish you. Just turn around, I have something to ask you." he said.

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Lorel was slightly surprised, but then she turned around and looked up at the middle-aged man in front of her with a respectful face.

"Grandfather, ask whatever you wish. Lore knows everything," he said.

The middle-aged man looked at the child with a complex expression and said, "Luo'er, you have been gifted since childhood, far surpassing children of the same age."

"At half a year old, they can speak. At one year old, they can teach you to recognize characters. By one and a half years old, they can recite three hundred ancient poems."

“When you were two years old, your grandfather started teaching you to stand in a horse stance, and at three years old, he taught you martial arts for strength and health.”

"Your fighting style is all passed down from your grandfather, but he never intended for you to become a brute."

"Over these past few years, I've invited various renowned tutors to your home to teach you. For the previous few years, you were well-behaved and studied diligently, earning praise from every teacher."

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"Why have you become increasingly unruly in class over the past six months?"

"Including this gentleman you knocked unconscious today, in just six months, you've driven away almost ten gentlemen!"

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, each word seeming particularly heavy and powerless as it left his lips.

"Grandpa, those lessons the gentlemen were giving, I found them terribly dull," said Lore.

"Boring?" the middle-aged man raised an eyebrow.

He raised his hand and pointed toward the door. "You may not know this, gentlemen, but these individuals are all highly distinguished. They are renowned scholars listed on the prestigious national ranking of talented individuals."

“They were all learned men. Take, for instance, Mr. Kong who was knocked unconscious by you with a hammer,”

He was a descendant of saints, born into a scholarly family. He was the second-highest ranking scholar in his year and later became an Imperial Academy Grand Scholar.

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"Wouldn't it be the dream of countless students to have them teach you?" The middle-aged man said, each word carefully articulated.

But Luo'er pursed her lips and said, "Grandfather, your granddaughter knows your kind intentions, and she also understands that these gentlemen are not simple."

"However, Sun Wukong has grown weary of the lessons they've been teaching him."

"To be honest, I've already mastered those assignments. I'm looking for something more fresh and updated," he said.

“More updates?” The middle-aged man was even more astonished.

"What do you want then?" he asked.

Lori thought seriously for a moment, her eyes flashing with a spark.

"It is better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books."

“Lori will be six years old after the New Year, and she wants to leave this island and go see the outside world. She wants to see the customs and people of every place and how they live.” he said.

"Grandpa understands." The middle-aged man said.

"You haven't fully grown up yet, your mind has already flown away, wanting to leave your grandfather, have you?" the middle-aged man asked.

Deep in his eyes, one could see a profound sense of loneliness and desolation.

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Five years have passed. I've watched this little one grow from infancy to where he is now, watching him progress and excel brings me so much comfort.

Life on the island is lonely and monotonous.

It was also because of the arrival of this little thing that it, and even the whole house, came alive.

Even though this little thing hasn't left yet, I'm already missing it and feeling lonely.

Could it be that I'm truly getting old?

"Grandfather, Lorel didn't mean it that way." A hint of panic flashed across Lorel's face.

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"Luo'er had no parents since she was young, it was her grandfather who raised Luo'er. In this world, her grandfather was Luo'er's closest person, the most dearest person."

"Lola, even if she grew up and walked to the ends of the earth, she would never abandon her grandfather."

“Lori just wants to go outside and see, and in the future, she’ll also take her grandfather to those fun places to play. Grandfather, what do you think?”

His words warmed the middle-aged man's heart.

The frost on his face melted little by little. He put down the thorny branch in his hand and gently stroked Luo'er's soft hair with his hand.

“My Luo'er is growing up so fast. This small island isn't big enough to contain you anymore. It's time for you to go out and see the world, broaden your horizons.” he said.

"Thank you, Grandfather!"

Watching this little figure happily leave the house, a look of satisfaction appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

A voice came from the shadows behind him.

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"Master, the outside world is dangerous. The young master is only five years old. Do you truly want to let him go out and travel?" That voice asked.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "It's a golden eagle, destined to soar. No matter how fierce the storm, it cannot retreat."

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“I originally planned to wait another two years and let him travel when he was a bit older.”

“Since he has already developed this intention, I naturally want to fulfill and encourage him.”

"Let him go, you arrange more manpower. Within the scope of not interfering with his freedom of action, protect him secretly!"

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