The obsession that Zhang Qinggu had buried deep in his heart was finally spoken at his last moment. Looking back on more than sixty years of life, he had never stopped trying to change the fate of himself and his family. Heaven finally showed mercy, letting him live to see this day at the very instant before his death.
The elder grandson had made something of himself. As long as the Old Zhang Family could keep its line unbroken, then one day in the future, his descendants would also become the noble young masters in other people's eyes, the people of the upper class.
"This life was not in vain, not in vain at all. Shan Hong, Mountain River, my sons, your father is coming to see you, your father is coming to reunite with you, hahahahaha…"
