Sunx Chuanming's gaze burned as he stared at Song Changsheng's eyes. It was as if he were looking at a priceless treasure, and the intensity of it made Song Changsheng's skin crawl.
Seeing Song Changsheng's lack of a reaction, Sunx Chuanming continued, speaking as if to himself, "I am eighty-seven this year, and my life is nearing its end. For years, I have been searching for an heir to inherit all that I have learned in my lifetime."
"But after searching for so long, no one has met my expectations. That is, until I saw you this morning!"
"Me?" Song Changsheng pointed to his own nose, his voice laced with confusion. While his aptitude was decent, he didn't believe he was the most talented person Sunx Chuanming had ever encountered.
