Zong Chaosheng secretly admired.
As expected of Jian Lanjiang's personally trained granddaughter, she immediately realized he was probing for information.
She already has the temperament of a female young master who can handle affairs independently.
He gave a gentle smile and casually joked:
"Who could make Weishuang's mindset suffer a setback?"
"Could it be one of our Taicang Eighteen Sons?"
Jian Weishuang shook her head, and said, "Not yet."
"But, he far exceeds the requirements to be among Taicang Eighteen Sons."
Recalling Jiang Fan battling alone against two Sixth-stage Nascent Soul experts and four Five Apertures Nascent Soul experts of the Jian family.
A sense of shock filled her heart that could not be erased.
The setback may have been exaggerated.
But her pride was indeed hurt.
Oh?
Zong Chaosheng had merely asked casually.
Unexpectedly, Jian Weishuang provided such a response.
His attention was successfully drawn, he asked in surprise, "How old is he?"
