Wang Chen was rather surprised to see Jing Hongchen being so amiable. Jing Hongchen had always looked down his nose at him before.
Once, when he saw Wang Chen meeting Meng Hongchen, his face had stretched so long that it was as if someone owed him tens of millions of Gold Soul Coins.
Now, his whole demeanor had changed so drastically that Wang Chen felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.
However, Wang Chen soon understood why Jing Hongchen's attitude toward him had changed so much. He had clearly learned about part of Wang Chen's strength.
As the saying went, Thirty Years East, Thirty Years West—never look down on a poor young man.
Wang Chen was no longer the weak, pitiful, helpless Soul Grandmaster he had once been.
After three years of cultivation and growth, he had undergone earth-shaking changes.
His strength left those his age far behind. With a Secret Art, he could even beat down a veteran peak Soul Douluo like Wang Yan.
His strength was closing in on that of a Titled Douluo. Even without revealing his true strength, the portion he showed was enough to make him the most unprecedented genius in the history of the Sun and Moon Empire.
With such talent and strength, he was more than worthy of Meng Hongchen. Even the emperor's daughter would be well within his reach.
For Jing Hongchen to have found such an outstanding grandson-in-law was truly a stroke of incredible luck.
If he did not treat Wang Chen well and let this grandson-in-law run away—or be snatched up by another powerful figure—Jing Hongchen would regret it beyond all measure.
Therefore, it was perfectly natural for Jing Hongchen to treat him so warmly.
Once a person became strong, everyone around them became a good person.
"Grandpa Jing," Wang Chen said.