Chen Zixiu could not help laughing aloud, his laughter filled with profound joy at having a worthy successor.
Chen Xiaojun's performance had truly surpassed his expectations. Every answer brought him another delightful surprise.
When it came to his state of mind, Chen Xiaojun's insights were brilliant beyond compare: sincerity of intent and uprightness of heart.
His breadth of spirit and vision were boundless. His declaration, "Cultivate oneself, bring order to the household, govern the clan, and bring peace to all under heaven," was especially timeless, revealing his aspirations and ambitions in full.
Here, "bring peace to all under heaven" did not mean conquering the world by force, but comforting its people and allowing them to live well-fed and well-clothed, secure in their homes and content in their work.
Of course, this referred primarily to the forces under the Chen clan.
The exchange between grandfather and grandson echoed through the hall.
These cautionary words from his previous life were concise yet profound. To everyone listening, they were like morning bells and evening drums, ringing loud enough to awaken the deaf.
These ideals were not merely Chen Xiaojun's attitude toward life. Their importance to cultivating conception went without saying: they were beacons lighting the path toward higher realms.
Watching Chen Xiaojun stand in the hall, his robes fluttering, his eyes clear as water, and a noble air flowing from his every gesture, Yang Bu'er could not help marveling inwardly. So this is the future young master of the Number One Family Under Heaven? Astonishing beyond compare!
Then Chen Zixiu abruptly straightened, his expression turning exceptionally solemn as he called out, "Chen Xun!"
That summons instantly tightened the atmosphere.
Everyone unconsciously stood at attention, waiting for what came next. Even their breathing seemed to grow cautious.
Chen Xun answered in a booming