"Grandfather," Huangfu Zheng called out to the old man engrossed in his calligraphy.
After finishing the final stroke, the Huangfu patriarch looked at his work with satisfaction. Quite good indeed.
His gaze lifted to his grandson, a figure so proud and beautiful without match, commending the skin he was born into.
Most importantly, his grandson was outstanding, truly a cut above the rest in this generation of the Huangfu Family.
A strong sense of pride swelled in the old man's heart. To achieve such success at a young age was indeed rare in China.
"You've done extremely well this time. The higher-ups are very pleased with you, and the rewards will be forthcoming in a few days."
Upon hearing this, Huangfu Zheng's lips curved slightly in a mocking smirk that vanished as quickly as it appeared, as if it had never been there.
