In 2637, 2638, 2639—just three years—and he had already become a Soul Grandmaster above level twenty. He looked no older than fifteen now, and this year was 2643. In other words, he had broken through level twenty four years ago.
Tie Xin was utterly shocked. Setting aside the fact that the Blue Silver Grass before him was a useless martial soul, judging by his Soul Power alone, this boy was unquestionably a genius—a genius even more outstanding than his two sons.
"Uncle Tie, have you finished reading?" Tang San asked politely.
Tie Xin silently handed the Soul Master Hand Ledger back to Tang San. He had already memorized the number on it and could verify it at any time.
"Soul Grandmaster Tang San, I apologize for my earlier presumptuousness," Tie Xin said solemnly.
Tang San smiled and shook his head. "It's nothing. Running a business isn't easy for you either. If I were in your place, I might have been even less trusting. After all, I am rather young."
Tie Xin could not help asking, "Can you tell me how old you are this year?"
Tang San did not hide it. "I'll be thirteen in a few months."
Tie Xin sucked in a sharp breath. Not yet thirteen meant he was only twelve. And four years ago, when he had been eight, he had already become a Soul Grandmaster. Was that real? Could that even be possible?
"Soul Grandmaster Tang San, I have one final request. Could you let me see your Soul Rings?" A twelve-year-old Soul Grandmaster was absolutely unimaginable to Tie Xin. After all, there were only seven monsters at Shrek Academy. It was not something ordinary people could comprehend.
Having said that, Tie Xin also felt he had gone too far, as though he were being overly