Zong Chaosheng smiled confidently.
Bowing, he said, "Then I'll go!"
He walked towards the stele and just discovered there was a scale on it, indicating someone was inside.
"Jian Family Master, who is inside?"
Jian Lanjiang replied, "Jiang Fan."
"No worries, you enter different spaces, without interfering with each other."
Zong Chaosheng chuckled, "It's him, huh?"
"I heard from Weishuang that he has the potential of the Taichang Eighteen Sons."
"Just as well, I will be his benchmark."
"Surpass me, and it would mean he possesses the grace of the Taichang Eighteen Sons."
"If not...he would have to go back and practice more."
With a playful tone, he approached the stele and was absorbed into it.
Jian Weishuang stomped her feet in anxiety, complaining, "Grandfather, how could you agree with him?"
"I won't marry anyone!"
Jian Lanjiang laughed, "Relax."
"Grandfather knows what he's doing."
