"What?"
Chen Jianjun shuddered, then sprang into the air, knocking the grapes from the maid's hands onto the floor.
Chen Jianjun somersaulted several times in midair before landing firmly, leaving the maid and everyone else dumbstruck.
"There's even an acrobatics show!"
Ah Yin smiled.
"Do a couple more."
At Ah Yin's words, Chen Jianjun nearly spat blood. That had been an instinctive reaction, not some acrobatics show.
"Ah Yin, mind the occasion."
Su Mu pinched Ah Yin's cheek.
"Got it."
Ah Yin shook her head, hurriedly wriggled free of Su Mu's hand, then stuck out her tongue and made a face.
Chen Jianjun fixed his gaze on Qian Xunji. "Your Holiness, is what you said really true?"
Qian Xunji nodded. "Absolutely. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you. And if you join Spirit Hall, your son can also advance to Titled Douluo."
Heh, heh, heh. With two temptations before you, I don't believe you can hold out.
If you really can, I'll give you credit for being a real man.
If Chen Jianjun wanted to break through his limits and increase his strength, only an Immortal Herb could help him. There was no other way.
A fierce battle raged within Chen Jianjun's heart.
The temptation Qian Xunji offered was simply too great to refuse.
Not only could he break through to level 98, but his son could also become a Titled Douluo.
With an early breakthrough and Spirit Hall's resources, his son's ninth soul ring certainly wouldn't be poor. A hundred-thousand-year soul ring should be all but guaranteed.
"Father, give it some thought."
Chen Xin also came to Chen Jianjun's side, urging his father to join Spirit Hall.
"Don't rush me."
Chen Jianjun waved a hand.
After thinking it over, Chen Jianjun exhaled a stale breath and voiced his thoughts: