"Can you tell me who your disciple is?" the old man asked while lying in the hospital bed.
Uncle Li Dong shook his head, "No, he already has his own path now, and he is doing quite well. There's no need to expose him to the world so soon."
"Look at me, I'm practically in the grave. As a son, can't you fulfill even this small wish of your father?" the old man spoke softly, "The old man just wants to know what his little grandson is called and what he looks like. What harm could there be in that?"
"Don't play that game," Uncle Li Dong raised his eyebrows, "it's pointless to do so in front of me."