Chapter 409

The study was big and dark, with rows of bookshelves. Stefan turned on the light expressionlessly, only to find Timothy sitting on the sofa, causing him to step back in shock. “Grandpa, why are you trying to scare people instead of sleeping?” Timothy's face was stiff. While leaning on his cane, he scolded, "I'm trying to scare myself to death. I'm sick of worrying about my children and grandchildren every day. I'm better off dead!” “There you go again...” Stefan rubbed his forehead and stabilized his emotions, then walked up to the old man and squatted to meet him in the eye. He patiently asked, "Did something happen today that made you unhappy?” “It's nothing. I'm lamenting my own uselessness, that's all. My old eyes are so blurry that I can't even see a person clearly now.” The old man shook his head, sighing. He thought back to the time when he followed General Everheart and fought against enemies on the battlefield. He used to be so brave and spirited. But now, he couldn't