"A Ten Thousand Woods Wolf with Monarch Rank potential..."
"A perfected Woodheart formula..."
"An Intermediate Breeder-no, a Senior Breeder now..."
Su Anyong kept repeating these words, clearly still unable to come to his senses.
But Old Sha was lively and energetic before him. He kept examining him with his Mental Strength, and whether it was his physical functions, intelligence and spirit, or the smooth circulation of his energy, there was not the slightest problem.
Not only that, but the abundant vitality that even he found inconceivable clearly proved that Old Sha's lifespan crisis had also been resolved so effortlessly by this son of his?
He looked at his son, who was stroking Old Sha's head beside him.
For no apparent reason, an indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in Su Anyong.
This son of his had always had a mind of his own.
Of course, growing up beside a father like him, that was only natural. After all, truth be told, aside from helping Su Ping find his first contracted pet beast, Su Anyong really had not fulfilled much of his responsibility as a father.
And now, in this short month, Su Ping had given Su Anyong an indescribable feeling.
It was the feeling every father had upon seeing his child achieve something extraordinary.
Complicated, unfamiliar, and of course, above all, pride.
He certainly had reason to be proud!
Even among the people he knew, how many had achievements like his son's?
Perfecting the Woodheart magic potion, and an entirely new Forest Wolf evolution.
And it was an Evolution Form standing right before him, whose strength and potential he had personally acknowledged.
Seeing his father's gaze finally change a little, Su Ping at last could not resist speaking again:
"Are you going to keep your word or not?"
Su Anyong came