"His name is Li Yichen, and he treats me really well." Tang Ling'er was a little shy at first, then said excitedly, "You have no idea how amazing he is. He even gave Grandpa a beating."
"Huh?" Luo Qingyao's smile suddenly froze. Then she asked in disbelief, "Is that true? Even your grandpa... couldn't beat him?"
She knew perfectly well how powerful her "father-in-law" was. The Sect Master of Mount Qingcheng, one of the ten great Grandmasters in all of China's cultivation world—he was no joke.
Anyone stronger than him had to be at least a Grandmaster.
But the problem was, were there any young Grandmasters? Didn't they all have white hair and youthful faces?
An image involuntarily flashed through her mind: an old man with snow-white hair and a beard, smiling as he bowed to her and said, "Greetings, Mother-in-law."
The thought made her break out in a cold sweat.
She quickly frowned and said, "Ling'er... you're still so young. You shouldn't fall for an old man... I don't approve of this relationship."
She could hardly be blamed for overthinking it. By any normal reasoning, Luo Qingyao's analysis was correct. She simply hadn't imagined that a freak like Li Yichen existed.
"Uh..." Tang Ling'er was utterly exasperated. Rolling her eyes, she said, "Mom, what are you thinking? Li Yichen isn't an old man. He's a senior at my school, and he's only a year older than me..."
"Huh?" Luo Qingyao was stunned. A young man under twenty already possessed the strength of a Grandmaster? That was simply shocking. He had to be a monstrous talent.
It took a long while for Luo Qingyao to recover. Then she hurriedly said in earnest, "Ling'er, you need to hold on tight to him. Don't let someone else steal him away."
"Actually..." Tang