Seeing Jiang Lin's rather unfriendly expression, Chen Qiang realized that his last words had been ambiguous. He coughed several times before continuing:
"My meaning is, young man, there seems to be something wrong with your Martial Warrior Realm."
"Martial Warrior Realm?"
Jiang Lin was startled.
Jiang Lin naturally knew that something had gone wrong with his Martial Warrior path.
The problem did not lie solely in the fact that his Martial Warrior Physique had once shattered.
More importantly, he had always been fixated on Sword Body Dual Cultivation. Even now, he still had not found a path forward and remained lost, so his Martial Warrior Realm had been stuck without advancing.
But how did this old man know?
Could he have seen that his Martial Warrior Physique had once shattered?
Could he read minds, and had he read his confusion between Spiritual Power and True Qi?
That was impossible too...
His Martial Warrior Realm had indeed shattered once.
But his physique had already been reforged. Not only were there no aftereffects, its strength was even greater than before. Even Uncle Chen probably could not see anything wrong with it, yet this old man had actually noticed.
As for mind reading, that was even more impossible...
He had never heard of a man from the White Fox Race...
"May I ask, old man, what makes you say that?" Jiang Lin cupped his hands. Before figuring out this old man's identity, he still maintained a certain distance.
"Hahahaha..." Chen Qiang stroked his beard and laughed.
At that moment, he finally found that feeling of a true expert.
That was right! This junior was humbly asking for guidance. This was the rhythm he had envisioned.
The earlier chase had merely been an accident...
"Young brother, are you troubled because your Martial Warrior Realm