"I heard that Grandpa had been nursed back to health, so I took this opportunity to return and see him." Actually, there was really no need for him to lead the team himself. Looking at Jing Chen, Jing Tian laughed teasingly. "Big brother, who would have thought that you, a thousand-year-old Iron Tree, would actually blossom." He shot a glance at Mu Lin, who was talking to Grandpa Jing. "Good taste."
"Thanks for the compliment." Jing Chen gave a light smile and retorted, "What about you, when will you blossom?"
Jing Tian declined pompously, "I'd rather not. Look at this face of mine, it's not easy to find someone more attractive than me." Ahem, weren't we supposed to avoid talking about looks? Alright, only he could bring that up.
That was so typical of Jing Tian's arrogance.