The granddaughter has grown up, doesn't want to go to school, and instead wants to pursue virtual idol stars.
These things, for a grandfather, are actually acceptable. But if the granddaughter wants to follow a motorcycle-riding youngster for a spontaneous trip?
Ji Xinghe feels like that now.
"Grandpa~~"
Ji Rongxinyue started to act spoiled, the long trailing sound like an eagerly awaited call, echoing endlessly through the canyon.
Initially planning to sternly refuse, Ji Xinghe felt a bit reluctant.
He knew it wasn't right, but couldn't help considering the feasibility. Theoretically, the Imperial forces in the Prince Mechas aren't likely to pose any threat to him, nor could they harm Ji Rongxinyue in his presence.
Pneumatic Mecha Penetration.
As long as there isn't an expert like the Imperial King of Four Directions among them, they can't escape his grasp alive.
