"At my age, I won't be able to wait until your child gets married...
"I didn't come when your father got married back then.
"It's a regret that has lingered, but this time, I can't be careless.
"Since I'm already here, I might as well lend a hand."
Su Mo wanted to persuade further, but Li Zhengyuan wouldn't listen. Since Su Mo didn't agree, he stood up on his own to find someone for red paper and scissors.
The house servants, busy and dizzy, didn't know who this old man was.
They only knew he was a guest, so they gave him what he asked for.
Then Li Zhengyuan, without chatting with Su Mo and the others, casually sat on the steps at the door, picked up the scissors, and started cutting.
Being a Martial Arts Master, a Supreme Elder, and leading the Jianghu were things he didn't care about at all.
Seeing this, Su Mo was naturally touched.
After some words churned in his stomach, he swallowed them back down.
Seeing he couldn't persuade him, he just let him be.
