Jing Hongchen looked at Wang Chen as though he were a peerless piece of jade.
Clearly, in the eyes of an old man like Jing Hongchen, being handsome was useless. What mattered most was having good talent and great strength.
Only someone with good talent and great strength could be his good grandson-in-law. As for those without talent or strength, they were nothing but rotten brats who led his precious granddaughter astray—he wished he could break their legs.
Jing Hongchen thought to himself, "Wang Chen was exceptionally proficient when carving Fifth Level Core Arrays and crafting Fifth Level Soul Tools. He employed a variety of advanced techniques and already possessed the bearing of a master.
"Even though his cultivation currently limited him from crafting and using more advanced Soul Tools, once his cultivation caught up in the future, his path as a Soul Engineer would surely be smooth sailing, soaring ever higher.
"Not bad, not bad. Truly not bad. I had thought that my grandson, Xiao Hongchen, was already a genius rarely seen in decades on the path of Soul Engineering. Who would have thought there would always be someone greater beyond?
"Fortunately, Wang Chen is my grandson-in-law. Otherwise, the other Ninth Level Soul Engineers and the royal family... would likely be unable to resist coveting such talent. By then, it would not be so easy to recruit Wang Chen.
"Now, Wang Chen and my precious granddaughter Meng Hongchen are childhood sweethearts with deep feelings for one another. No matter how thick-skinned the other Ninth Level Soul Engineers might be, they would be too embarrassed to try and snatch him away."
At that thought, Jing Hongchen's lips curled upward, and he was in high spirits. He imagined how prosperous and flourishing the Hongchen Family would become once his grandson Xiao