"Daughters must be spoiled." Old Master Luo wholeheartedly agreed with a smile, his face radiating unmistakable pride.
"... Your family." Diwu Ping shook his head speechlessly and calmly made some sushi with fresh ingredients: "You all seem to be doing well over there, right? From knowing nothing to surpassing my skills in only a few short years."
Old Master Luo looked at Diwu Ping with resignation: "If you want to come with us, just say it. It's not like we wouldn't consider it. You're already an old man, why beat around the bush?"
Diwu Ping: "..." You have to probe a little, right? Otherwise, how awkward would it be to be rejected? Who would've thought Brother Luo would be so straightforward...
