"Oh, Lin Hao, I'm really sorry, my dad doesn't mean anything bad."
Lin Hao nodded, signaling his understanding.
After all, after finishing lunch just now...
Being pulled into a discussion about whether ginger, milk, and mugwort should be added to a foot bath, could someone like that have any ill intentions?
Especially after the discussion was over, the two seriously debated whether it was worth paying extra to extend the foot massage beyond eighty minutes at the same price...
He simply doesn't like Lin Hao.
Lin Hao considered things from a different perspective...
Smack!
Lin Hao didn't need to consider from another's perspective; he was destined to become an Immortal Ancestor.
"Marrying and having children" and other mundane worldly concerns were something he wouldn't involve himself with...
Moreover, twenty-something Lin Hao couldn't imagine, if in the future he was still youthful hundreds of years later, and a seemingly decrepit "elder" came to him, calling out—
