An old man with snow-white hair, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a wooden staff concealed. He was walking toward the riverbank from behind.,He didn't intend to let Su Shier know about this until the very last moment.,In the haystack, Su Shi was annoyed that he was bound to be beaten today. Suddenly, seeing his grandfather's unprecedented seriousness, he froze and instinctively nodded.。