Gu Yuan had no doubts whatsoever about Xiao Jin's words.
A monster who could interfere in a battle between Nine-Star Dou Shengs and even win despite being under thirty—could his words lack credibility?
It was just like those success seminars Xiao Jin had attended before transmigrating. Did people really think success could be replicated?
It was only because those people had succeeded that their words carried any credibility.
If someone said they weren't interested in money, everyone would merely laugh and treat it as a joke.
But if someone else said they weren't interested in money, people would say they were just sour because they couldn't have grapes. If they were truly rich, would they really not be interested?
That was the difference in status and position. The influence they had was different as well.
If someone else had told Gu Yuan that Xun Er would become a Dou Emperor in the future, Gu Yuan probably would have simply dismissed it with a laugh, taking it as a pleasant blessing.
But with a monster like Xiao Jin standing before him as an example, Gu Yuan was naturally willing to believe him.
Xiao Jin hurriedly pulled his hand free, somewhat awkwardly pointing toward the Nine Profound Golden Lightning still circling in the sky.
"Cough, well, Uncle Gu, I still have something to do. We'll talk later."
Before he had even finished speaking, he flew toward the sky without looking back.
He did not even have time to worry about Xun Er, who had been waiting nearby.
Seeing Xiao Jin leave, Xun Er walked over curiously.
"Father, what did you just say to Xiao Jin? He looked like he was in quite a panic."
"Ah, I merely told him to hold the wedding with you tomorrow, but the boy was scared off