Although Krulu was quite eye-catching, Ouyang Zhixing quickly shifted his attention to his own granddaughter.

He glanced at his lively granddaughter, then at the car with damages exceeding five thousand.

Ouyang Zhixing, lacking the majestic aura expected of a grandmaster, wiped his moist eyes and burst into laughter.

Heather hurriedly stepped forward to hold Ouyang Zhixing's arm, advising the old man not to get too emotional.