Jiang Yuan felt something strange, but Wang He'an, the elder, leaned back directly against the sofa.
"Old man, living out my life this way is quite nice too."
"After all, I have retired, and the disciples I've taught can now shoulder heavy responsibilities on their own."
Wang He'an said, a hint of sadness appearing in his eyes.
"Moreover, I still can't let go of them."
After shaking his head, Wang He'an stood up to return.
Passing by Jiang Yuan, Wang He'an patted his shoulder.
"The future is yours!"
Jiang Yuan stood up, took a glance at Wang He'an's retreating figure, and looked at Qin Boyuan with some confusion.
Qin Boyuan spread his hands helplessly: "The old man has made up his mind and won't be swayed."
"Or rather, his biggest knot is the presence of these Water Clan in the East Sea."
"Now that everything is ready, as soon as we make our move, we will be able to resolve them, and he will naturally untie his own knot."
"Alright then."
