<h4>Chapter 1792: Chapter 1785: Meeting Jiang Liufeng</h4>
Taking a deep breath, Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru exchanged a nce and saw the thoughts in each other’s hearts. Perhaps they could also make an effort to transform their living space into a simr style, surrounded by red flowers and green trees, surely their mood would be much more pleasant every day.
Led by Cangwu, Lu Tianxing and the two others did not linger in the front yard but walked through the corridor, crossed a small bridge, and finally arrived at the backyard of the vi.
Compared to the vibrant flowers blooming in the front yard, the backyard was much simpler, with fewer decorations. Bamboo stood upright, swaying in the breeze, and the sight of rockeries and exotic stones offered a stunning view.
"Young master, two young madams, the master is just up ahead, please."
Cangwu once again made an inviting gesture to Lu Tianxing and the others, leading the way to the entrance of a room, or more urately, the entrance of the dining room.
At this moment, inside the dining room, an elderly man with a head full of white hair had a kind, amiable smile on his face. He was wearing an apron and carrying a dish from the kitchen, which he ced on the dining table.
The old man seemed entirely unaware of Lu Tianxing and the others’ arrival.
After cing the dish on the table, he looked at the exquisite array of dishes on disy, revealing a radiant smile.
If someone familiar with Jiang Liufeng were here, they would surely be left speechless with shock. Even if Old Master Lu was present and saw the once-renowned Jiang Liufeng with such a smile, it would be hard to believe.
The phrase "Southern de, Northern Gun" was coined through blood and ughter and wasn’t merely words. Yet now, Jiang Liufeng had lost the ferocity of the past and appeared gentle and kind, which was astonishing.
Cangwu watched the old man busily working in the dining room, experiencing a tumult of emotions.
Since Jiang Hongyan’s untimely passing, this elderly man had rarely been this happy, his face devoid of smiles, until he learned he had a grandson, bringing a gradual return of smiles.
Especially today, upon learning his grandson wasing to visit, the elderly man was up at dawn, not for any other reason but to visit the market personally and cook a hearty breakfast for his grandson, for Lu Tianxing, Lin Qianru, and Bai Zhiqing. He believed the triocked for nothing, and sincere homemade breakfast was the best gift.
In over twenty years, Cangwu had never seen the old man like this, let alone cooking himself.
"Master."
Cangwu called softly from the door.
Immersed in excitement, the old man suddenly realized something upon hearing Cangwu’s voice. He turned his head hurriedly toward the door, where Lu Tianxing, Bai Zhiqing, and Lin Qianru’s figures caught his eyes.
As his gaze swept over Cangwu, Bai Zhiqing, Lin Qianru, and finally settled on Lu Tianxing, the elderly man trembled violently, his face showing undisguised excitement. He quickly said, "You’vee, haven’t had breakfast yet,e in and eat. I specially prepared this this morning, see if you like it."
While speaking, the elderly man raised his hand slowly, gesturing for them toe in, his cloudy eyes filled with an unmistakable hint of doting affection.
Seeing the elderly man’s undying affection, Lu Tianxing paused, a bit puzzled, feeling the excitement and tenderness were genuine, as if he were meeting a long-lost family member suddenly returning home.
Yes, that was exactly how the elderly man made Lu Tianxing feel.
As confusion rose within Lu Tianxing’s heart, curiosity piqued him. Could the rumors be true? Was Jiang Liufeng truly his mother’s adoptive father, his grandfather? But, if this elderly man were indeed Jiang Liufeng, how could he be just a Yellow-level Martial Artist now?
Noticing Lu Tianxing and the others standing still, the elderly man beckoned again, "Why are you standing there? Hurry in, or the dishes will get cold and lose their taste."
The manner was akin to a grandfather coaxing a mischievous grandchild.
Hearing the elderly man again, Lu Tianxing hesitated briefly but then proceeded inside.
As his wife, upon seeing him enter, Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru exchanged a nce and followed him into the living room, politely greeting the elderly man.
Smiling, the elderly man nodded slightly, gesturing for them to sit down, and then said to Cangwu, "Cangwu, don’t stand at the doorway,e in and sit."
"Master, I... "
Before Cangwu could finish speaking, the elderly man interrupted, "Cangwu, even though you are my disciple, you are no different than my own son in my heart. Come in and sit."
Upon hearing the elderly man’s words, Cangwu hesitated briefly but nodded eventually, entering the room and sitting beside him.
"Alright, stop standing around, have a seat!"
The elderly man said to Lu Tianxing, "Will you apany me, this old man, for breakfast? You don’t mind, do you?"
"Not at all."
Lu Tianxing shook his head lightly, without saying more, and seated himself at the table.
Seeing Lu Tianxing sit, Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru also sat beside him, one on each side.
Once they were seated, the elderly man’s smile grew even broader, as he seated himself without further ado, his eyes lingering on Lu Tianxing, filled with nostalgia, sorrow, remorse, and various emotions, looking veryplex.
After a long pause, the elderly man took a deep breath and said, "As we age, our memory fades. Let’s have breakfast now; please enjoy and see how it tastes."
Upon hearing this, Lu Tianxing nodded slightly, picked a bite of food, and gently chewed.
"How is it, Tianxing? How does it taste?" The elderly man asked with anticipation.
"The taste is very good, perfectly bnced in vor, with impable cooking." Lu Tianxing responded softly.
Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, the elderly man beamed brightly, "Eat more if you like it."
"Mm!"
Lu Tianxing nodded slightly, enjoying his meal, realizing he hadn’t had breakfast today!
Moreover, the elderly’s culinary skills were truly remarkable.