"Does that mean you'll be free from now on?" Granny Zhanhua asked, "Well, that could be nice, you could roam around this continent, making up for lost time!"
"You can visit me. My place has a great environment for self-cultivation and peace of mind," the old rich man said.
"How terrifying, I didn't expect even the City Guard Elder would have a successor, while poor me, I haven't even seen the shadow of a successor!" Old Monkey Horse said with surprise. In fact, Old Monkey Horse was merely lamenting that their generation had grown old and even found successors, fulfilling their life's wishes.
Old Monkey Horse pondered about his own legacy. Although he had a vast family and business, he only had about three to five core disciples who hadn't completely inherited his speed. They merely imitated about seventy to eighty percent, still insisting on mimicking his way of speaking, which was utterly despairing.
