chapter 121 How about being my grandson-in-law? A breakthrough in cultivation

Guest Hall, in the courtyard.

Beale was wearing a dark robe, his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair at his temples swayed in the wind.

He sat in a pavilion and the fragrance of flowers was refreshing.

Da da da......

A sound of slight footsteps came from his side, and Beale turned his head to look.

It turned out to be the old man from a few days ago.

"Senior, you are here again."

Beale quickly stood...