"Grandpa," Lin Kuang muttered softly, gazing at his grandfather's aged and frail hands.
Thinking of how his grandfather had doted on him as a child, and then of his own recent resentment and dissatisfaction, Lin Kuang wept like a child.
Seeing Lin Kuang cry so bitterly, the old man stroked his head, his eyes filled with even deeper fondness.
"Alright, stop crying, you little rascal. I have to go now. You're aware of the current situation. If I leave, many people will abandon us, and many others will move against our family. So, I'm leaving the rest to you all. I believe in you. I built the Lin Family's vast enterprise from nothing, and I believe you can do it too!" the old man said with a smile.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang nodded, his eyes brimming with tears. "Yes, Grandpa, rest assured. Father and I will take care of everything here. And don't worry, if anyone dares to touch our Lin Family, we will show them no mercy!" he said, his red eyes filled with murderous intent.
