Chen Zixiu could not help throwing his head back and laughing, a laugh filled with deep joy at knowing there was someone worthy to carry on after him.
Chen Xiaojun's performance had truly surpassed his expectations. Every answer delighted him again and again.
When it came to state of mind, Chen Xiaojun's insights were brilliant beyond compare, sincere in intent and upright in heart.
His breadth of mind and vision were even more boundless. That line—"cultivate oneself, regulate the family, govern the clan, and bring peace to the world"—was even more classic, displaying his aspirations and ambitions to the fullest.
Here, "bring peace to the world" did not mean conquering all directions by force, but soothing the people under heaven and letting them live good lives with ample food and clothing, peace in their homes, and joy in their work.
Of course, this referred more to the forces under the Chen Clan's command.
Grandfather and grandson answered each other, their voices echoing endlessly through the hall.
These words of warning from his previous life were concise yet profound. To everyone listening, they were like morning bells and evening drums, deafening and enlightening.
These principles were not only Chen Xiaojun's attitude toward life; their importance to cultivating one's intent realm was self-evident. They were beacons leading toward a higher realm.
Yang Buer witnessed this scene and looked at Chen Xiaojun standing in the center, robes drifting, eyes clear as water, every movement revealing a noble bearing. He could not help sighing inwardly, So this is the future young master of the Number One Family Under Heaven? Stunning beyond compare!
After that, Chen Zixiu suddenly straightened, his expression turning exceptionally solemn as he called out in a clear voice, "Chen Xun!"
That call made the atmosphere over the entire scene tighten.