The Mysterious Old Man
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Gate, when did you have another son? What does he do?" The old man leisurely walked in and sat on the sofa. As he spoke, he raised his hand forward and a door appeared out of nowhere!
When the door opened, there were all sorts of alcohol inside. He took one and threw it to Mister Gate. "Speaking of which, your habit of accepting people as your sons have not changed at all."
Taking over the wine, Mister Gate looked and suddenly pouted. "This Fragrant Pomegranate Bloom wine should be drunk with a jade cup. As the saying goes, a jade bowl holds amber light. If we use a jade cup or a jade bowl, it will add color to the wine."
"Pu—!!!" The old man nearly choked to death hearing that. He coughed violently for a while and said in shock, "Gate, when did you become so civilized?! A jade bowl holds amber light, this phrase brings an aesthetic image to my mind!"
"Wahahahaha! Of course!" Gate laughed out loud. "My newest son taught me that. How is it? Am I good?"