Endowment

Ye Weiguang put his hands behind his back and sighed, "That's my granddaughter. She was bullied by that woman Wang Manwen. How can I bear with this?"

"But …" Qing Feng still felt that it was rather dangerous. "Old Master, you better think carefully. If we were to get involved, we would be at odds with King Yu."

Ye Weiguang nodded, "Of course I know, but I can't let my granddaughter face these wolves alone."

Seeing that Ye Weiguang had already made up his mind, Qing Feng had nothing to say, "If that's the case, then I, Qing Feng, will follow Old Master."

A trace of affection flashed across Ye Weiguang's face, "Although you are my guard, but I treat you as my own son. There is no need to be so respectful to me."

Qingfeng continued to lower his head, "Master and servant are different. Old man, you are my master and I am your servant. I must be more respectful to you."