In the void, everyone stared at Chen An, their emotions impossible to settle.
Shen Canglan stood to one side, looking at Chen An as turmoil surged through his heart.
Just days ago, the Chen An he had met had merely been a student who had just passed the county examination and entered the prefecture academy. Although Chen An had comprehended the saber intent Lin Chenyuan left behind that day, stirring that saber intent and shaking the entire prefectural city—
Shen Canglan had only regarded him as a youngster of exceptional comprehension, thinking at most that he might break through to Grandmaster in the future, with limitless prospects ahead of him.
It was only after learning that Chen An had close ties with his grandson Shen Zongyue's family that he had urged Chen An to take Beigong Mo as his master.
He had thought that, since Chen An was already close to the Shen Family, it would be better for him to take Beigong Mo, a Grandmaster at the peak of perfection, as his master. That way, Chen An would have more connections and resources in the future.
He had even been quietly pleased with himself over it.
He had believed himself farsighted, casually planting a future connection for the Shen Family—a scheme guaranteed to bring profit without loss.
But when he saw Chen An chatting and laughing with two supreme Martial Emperor experts in the void, Shen Canglan finally understood just how laughable and shortsighted his earlier schemes had been.
He had mistaken a true dragon for a fish in a pond—blind despite having eyes!
Beyond that, Shen Canglan suddenly remembered that he had promised to provide Chen An with seven million origin crystals every year.
However, relying on the fact that he was an elder, that Chen An was