Good Grandson, Who Turns Their Elbows Outward?

It was a man in white, his hair and beard as white as snow. His long silver hair was neatly combed back, and while his features were ancient, his face was as smooth and delicate as an infant's.

He wore a smile as he drifted down to land before Chen Feng and Kamisato Ayaka.

"Grandpa!"

Chen Feng immediately revealed a look of pleasant surprise. Because his memories had merged, he possessed the memories of the original Chen Feng while maintaining his own independent personality, allowing him to adapt quite quickly.

"Hahahaha! Xiao Feng, have you missed me while you've been out all these days?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin laughed heartily, patting Chen Feng on the shoulder.

Chen Feng chuckled and said, "Of course I missed you."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin laughed again, "At least you brat still have a conscience."

Immediately, the Sword Douluo's gaze shifted to Kamisato Ayaka, and he asked in a soft voice, "And who is this?"

At this, Chen Feng spoke up at once: "Grandpa, I haven't introduced you yet. Her name is Kamisato Ayaka, and she is your future granddaughter-in-law!"

As soon as these words left his lips, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes widened. He stood frozen, as if he had misheard.

"You, you, you, you, you little brat, what did you say?"

"Am I already so old that I'm starting to hallucinate?"

Chen Feng immediately replied, "Grandpa, you heard me right. In the future, I intend to take Ayaka as my wife. From now on, she is your granddaughter-in-law!"

Hearing Chen Feng say this, Kamisato Ayaka's face flushed a deep red, shy enough to drip water.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly burst into a series of wild laughs, "Hahahaha! My good grandson, you scared me to death. My good grandson has finally wised up. This is great, this is wonderful! Hahahaha!!"

After laughing for a few seconds, Chen Xin's expression suddenly shifted to one of impending tears.

"Does this mean my Chen family will finally have an heir?" Chen Xin added.

Chen Feng looked at Chen Xin and rolled his eyes, saying, "Grandpa, what do you mean by 'finally'? Did you have so little faith in me before?"

"You silly boy, when did you finally open your eyes? I used to think you were going to hang yourself on a crooked tree," Chen Feng replied immediately.

Chen Feng naturally knew what the "crooked tree" in Chen Xin's words referred to. However, what surprised him slightly was that his grandfather did not seem to care as much about Ning Rongrong as he appeared to on the surface.

Chen Feng also knew a thing or two about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the Upper Three Sects, the sect itself did not possess overwhelming combat strength.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was a support-type sect. For all these years, it had been supported by his grandfather and Bone Douluo, who both served as guest elders.

It was precisely because of them that no one dared to invade the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi had been worried for years that the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo might suddenly decide to quit.

Ning Fengzhi had always intended to play matchmaker between Chen Feng and Ning Rongrong, hoping that Chen Feng would marry her so he could firmly bind the Sword Douluo to his side.

However, the one thing that always gave Ning Fengzhi a headache was that Ning Rongrong was never good to Chen Feng, always ordering him around. While the adults didn't interfere, they had watched the two grow up together—how could they not know?

Fortunately, the one thing that reassured Ning Fengzhi was that Chen Feng had always been devoted to Ning Rongrong, which was why Ning Fengzhi felt at ease.

But hearing his grandfather's words today, it seemed that he didn't care at all about how things developed between him and Ning Rongrong.

Chen Feng looked at Chen Xin and asked weakly, "Grandpa, you don't care about me and Ning Rongrong?"

Before Chen Feng could finish, Chen Xin replied calmly, "That girl Rongrong is arrogant and conceited; she is not suitable for you!"

Hearing this, Chen Feng was even more shocked. In the original story, Chen Xin doted on Ning Rongrong immensely, treating her as if she were his own granddaughter.

No, the level of doting was even greater than that shown to his own grandson.

Therefore, his grandfather's behavior today left him completely bewildered.

Seeing the confusion on Chen Feng's face, Chen Xin smiled and said, "Good grandson, are you surprised that I would say that?"

Chen Feng nodded immediately, "Yes."

Chen Xin said calmly, "In this world, who would ever turn their elbows outward? Although I never said it before, I watched both you and Rongrong grow up. I saw everything that happened between you two from childhood to adulthood."

"The way you acted in your relationship with Rongrong... you were simply too humble."

Hearing his grandfather say this, Chen Feng felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He hadn't expected his grandfather to say such a thing.

However, his grandfather was right—who in this world would turn their elbows outward?

After all, he was the one who was truly his grandfather's own flesh and blood.

In the original story, no matter how well his grandfather treated Ning Rongrong, she was never his biological granddaughter; everything he showed was merely superficial.

Now that their relationship had fractured, his grandfather was naturally standing on his side.

Chen Xin continued, "You were far too humble, following behind Rongrong every day like a little lapdog."

"That girl Rongrong is the same—arrogant, conceited, and lacking in manners. Even if my, Chen Xin's, grandson has slightly less talent, in terms of looks and character, how could he be unworthy of her?"

"Besides, it is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that needs this old man, not the other way around. Does my Chen family need to beg and wag our tails for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"So, let me tell you in secret: I am very happy that you were able to give up on that girl!"

Chen Xin laughed heartily, looking at Chen Feng with a face full of satisfaction.

Chen Feng also began to laugh, saying calmly, "Rest assured, Grandfather. I have already made up my mind; from now on, I will absolutely never be so lowly again."

Chen Xin immediately burst into hearty laughter. "Hahaha! That is the true spirit of a man of the Chen family. What made you suddenly see the light?"

Chen Feng then spoke up, "I have realized that a real man's ambitions should span a thousand miles, with a heart broad enough to encompass the world. Why should I allow myself to be tethered by the trivialities of romance?

Besides, Grandfather, you were right. I have liked Ning Rongrong for so many years, yet she has never once looked at me properly. She has only ever treated me as her appendage.

Therefore, why should I continue to lower myself to cater to her?

This time, it is not that she looks down on me, but that I look down on her!"

"Hahahaha! Well said!" Chen Xin laughed immediately, patting Chen Feng on the shoulder as he added, "This is my good grandson."

Chen Feng looked at Chen Xin and continued, "Grandfather, I have another piece of good news to tell you."

Chen Xin replied at once, "You have already brought me such wonderful news; what, you have even more?"

Chen Feng nodded, then stood up and walked to the open space in the small courtyard. "Grandfather, watch closely!"

The next moment, a terrifying aura permeated Chen Feng's body, and specks of purple light emerged in his hands.