"Exactly! This grandson of mine really did embarrass his grandfather!" Jian Tongming said with a smile and a nod. The Jian Tongming of today had already walked out of his former inferiority and finally begun to face who he used to be.
Huo Yuhao and the others finally understood just how much pressure Jian Tongming had been under. Born beneath the gaze of countless eyes, only to become mediocre beneath that same gaze—no matter who it was, that would be something impossible to accept.
"All right! I've decided!"
Ji Juechen suddenly roared from the side, startling everyone.
"What are you having a fit for? Don't you know scaring people can scare them to death?" Jing Ziyan slapped Ji Juechen right on the forehead and said unhappily.
"Hehe!" Ji Juechen scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed too.
"Brother Jian, I've decided I'm going to take your master as my master too! I've finally found someone who has gone farther than me on the path of the Sword Dao. Of course I have to seize the chance!" Ji Juechen said, his eyes full of determination. The sword was his everything; otherwise, how could he have earned the title Sword Fanatic?
"I'm not too clear on what conditions my master has for accepting disciples. In any case, wanting to take him as your master won't be that easy," Jian Tongming said with a shake of his head and a smile.
Before this, Xue Tianlang had racked his brains trying to take Jiang Siming as his master, but in the end, he still had not succeeded. Jian Tongming clearly did not hold much hope for Ji Juechen's idea of becoming his disciple.
"Ah! Speaking of Brother Sima, he doesn't look that much older than us, yet he's already been promoted to an elder.