Outside the Golden Saber Shop, Allen and his grandson had not gone far.
They had already noticed Qin Yuan arriving at the Golden Saber Shop with a stranger.
"Grandpa, let's head back early. I can wait until I enter an Advanced Soul Master Academy to get my third Spirit Ring. There's no need to ask anyone else for help!" the boy said confidently. "I have good talent. Even if I enter an ordinary Advanced Soul Master Academy, the major powers will discover me. It won't be too late to join one of those long-established academies then."
Why else would Allen be waiting here, if not because he refused to give up?
Chen Ze had passed the ball to Qin Yuan. Now that Qin Yuan was back, Allen wanted to hear where he stood from his own lips.
Of course, his grandson's talent was enough to earn him admission to the Spirit Hall Academy.
However, Allen had fallen out badly with Spirit Hall in his younger years. Both sides had even torn away all pretense of cordiality, so he did not want his grandson to join the Spirit Hall Academy.
"Yan'er, come with Grandpa one more time. We might just find a solution for your third Spirit Ring." Allen took the boy by the hand and led him forward.
The boy grumbled under his breath, "Grandpa, nobody would have accepted what you did back then. Aren't you just asking for a scolding by going to the person you wronged?"
When they reached the shop, they heard the Soul Hunting Squad's discussion and learned that the stranger was actually Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
Allen's aged eyes lowered slightly. "To think the rumors in the village were true. Those brothers really did win the favor of a Titled Douluo. If only I'd known..."