Upon hearing this, Lin Kuang paused. It seemed his grandfather's influence was at play here; otherwise, why would Xu Shanming say such a thing? Furthermore, it was clear from Xu Shanming's tone that if his grandfather didn't want to talk, Xu Shanming wouldn't tell him anything, either.
"Alright, Grandpa Xu, it looks like my own grandfather can't tell me, either," Lin Kuang said with a touch of helplessness.
"It's not that he won't tell you, it's just that the time isn't right," Xu Shanming said with a smile. "Don't overthink it. When the time comes, that old man will tell you himself."
A helpless smile touched Lin Kuang's lips. "But my grandfather doesn't have much time left!"
"Don't worry. Even if that old man is gone, someone else will tell you. You don't need to worry about it," Xu Shanming assured him with a smile.
"Alright then," Lin Kuang said, a bit dejected.
