Chen Feng and Chen Mu approached side by side. Surprise showed on Chen Cong's face. "What brings you two here? Did you need something from me?"
Chen Feng bowed solemnly and spoke first. "Second Granduncle, I want to become a Sword Formation Master!"
Chen Feng was a Control Type, so he met the requirements to become a Sword Formation Master. It would simply be a promotion and a change of profession.
As Chen Cong looked at his young grandnephew, astonishment stirred within him. Clearly, Chen Feng's decision had caught him off guard.
He drew a deep breath and asked gravely, "Do you know what that means?"
"Of course I do." Chen Feng's gaze never wavered as he answered without hesitation. "And I haven't chosen my fourth soul skill yet. There's still time."
Looking at him, Chen Cong could not help admiring the young man's determination and courage.
Chen Cong sighed softly. "That isn't necessary, actually. Whenever you decide to become a Sword Formation Master, it's never too late."
"But, Feng, becoming a Sword Formation Master is incredibly difficult. Back then, I nearly failed to break through. I only advanced to Title Douluo at seventy-six and became a true Sword Formation Master."
Yet Chen Feng was not intimidated. Instead, he raised his voice. "Second Granduncle, I'll succeed or die trying! I want to make the name Martial Song worthy of its meaning."
Meeting his gaze, Chen Cong felt a surge of heroic spirit. "Very well. Then your Second Granduncle will help you."
He reached out and gave Chen Feng's shoulder a firm pat.
His grandson, Chen Mu, had chosen the Agility Attack Type. There was nothing wrong with passing on the essence of everything he had learned in his lifetime as a Sword Formation Master to Chen Feng, holding nothing back.