"That Little Girl really is fortunate," Old Hoffen said with a sigh. "Although the Phantom Knight banished her Godhead, my student has a Notebook, and he also received Tyranus's Goose Quill inheritance. He can use it to summon the inheritance when necessary. It was practically tailor-made for her. It couldn't go to anyone else.
"Together with the Assassin God's gift before his fall, the Little Girl effectively gained two Godheads at once. And both follow assassin rules of the same type, so there's no conflict. She can inherit them perfectly."
Madam Tang Li puffed out her chest and declared proudly, "She's my student."
Hearing all this talk of "Godheads" and "inheritances," Delong felt dizzy. He understood every word, but their meaning was a muddle, like examining a high-level Formation Blueprint lost several epochs ago.
Still, once his wife began her proud declaration, Delong followed up almost instinctively:
"She's my granddaughter-in-law."
Whether it worked out in the end or not, he, Delong, had acknowledged her from the start.
After making his declaration, Old Delong seemed to finally realize what "two Godheads" meant. His mouth spread into a grin, and he chuckled while muttering over and over:
"Heh, Godheads. Heh, deities..."
Fortunately, Delong still remembered to suck in a breath, sparing himself the embarrassment of drool running from the corner of his mouth.
Madam Tang Li raised her head and took a deep breath, silently repeating to herself that this was the husband she had depended on for half her life. She couldn't beat him to death.
Old Hoffen deliberately threw cold water on their excitement:
"Although the Little Girl received the inheritance, she also stifled her own potential because of it..."
Delong asked uncomprehendingly, "She's become a god, and that still stifles her potential?"
Old Hoffen offered no explanation, but continued: