Chapter 110 - Grampy, Do You Know Who Si Yiyan Is? (2/2)

Grampy had many friendly relations with these people, and formally introducing her to them would allow her to benefit from these connections in the future. Furthermore, people of high status would greet her out of respect for her Grampy during these banquets, which helped her with her reputation as well.

“Are you really fine?” Old Mr. Mo asked with concern.

“I’m really fine. Actually, I was just thinking about how Si Yiyan saved me back when I was kidnapped.” Wen Xinya told the truth after seeing how worried Grampy was.

“It has been quite some time since that incident, don’t think about it.” Old Mr. Mo said sternly.

Wen Xinya shook her head and explained, “No, no, I’m not always thinking about it. It’s just that Si Yiyan saved me, but I have not expressed my gratitude towards him in person. I just feel like I’m indebted to him.”

After realizing that Wen Xinya was not acting herself because of Si Yiyan, he furrowed his brows and said, “He has always been mysterious. You don’t have to worry about it.”

He had always thought highly of Si Yiyan, especially his skilled calligraphy since few young people could produce such work of arts like him. Back when he was living in the Mo Family, Old Mr. Mo knew how much attention he paid to Xinya. However, he let it go since Si Yiyan behaved appropriately.

“Grampy, do you know who Si Yiyan is?” Wen Xinya asked, full of curiosity.

Old Mr. Mo sipped his tea and replied, “I’m not too sure about this either.”

“Grampy, you taught him without even knowing his identity, isn’t that too rash! Aren’t you afraid that he would use your teachings for evil?” Wen Xinya could not help but ask.

“I don’t ever judge a person by his background when teaching. As long as their character is good, I would even accept a beggar as my disciple.”

“Wow! Grampy is such a broad-minded person. No wonder people call you a great scholar.” Wen Xinya said while looking at him with eyes shining with admiration.

Old Mr. Mo sighed. “Everything I’ve learned is no longer practiced in this age and day where everything is constantly changing. As the pace of the lives of people quickens, the societal pressure we face intensifies. These teachings are now considered an old artifact in the eyes of the Z country people. Other than a few books preserved by ancient families and passed down as cultural treasures, few people learn them. I just wish that such great teachings can be passed down from generation to generation so that people can apply them in their daily lives, studies, and jobs, and not just kept as a heritage.”

Wen Xinya quickly changed the subject since the atmosphere had become a little too serious. “Oh right, how did Grampy meet Si Yiyan?”

“His father used to be my student. He was talented in all forms of art, skilled in the art of war, and quick-witted when it came to political tactics. We were lucky to have him sent to my side by his father while he was still young. After teaching him for 3 years, I can only say… successors excel the predecessors. Young master Si is definitely a great man.”

“How strange that people are willing to learn these!” Even though she had learned various arts, history, the art of war, and political tactics, such things did not stick with her. The historical power of Z country had changed, fights had been exchanged, and there were struggles over the power. Such horrifying things were too gloomy. Learning these would only be a burden.

Old Mr. Mo said, “Most people who are willing to learn these are only those of high status for manipulation. The art of war and political tactics from the past are becoming the essence of family unity now. The knowledge gained is extensive and profound, it’s not strange that people are willing to learn them.”