Although Wang Shihai was a spoiled little dandy who loved stirring up trouble, when it came to ancestral rules and the Clan's dignity, he did not dare overstep in the slightest.
Still, following the rules was one thing. Calling him "Fourth Grandfather" naturally left him utterly unwilling, his belly full of grievances.
"Shihai." Wang Shouzhe looked at him with a "loving" gaze and patted his shoulder. "You're not very old, but your cultivation has a deep, solid foundation. Your future is truly limitless~~~ Still, no matter how good your talent is, you have to calm your heart and cultivate properly."
Wang Shouzhe was forty this year, and his cultivation had long since stepped into the sixth level of the Spirit Platform Realm. He was now gradually advancing, step by step, toward the late stage of the Spirit Platform Realm. Especially after his bloodline had recently surged, his bloodline power had already awakened to the peak of the third level, only a hair's breadth away from a Spirit Body.
Therefore, aside from his comparatively mature bearing, his appearance did not differ much from that of a young man in his twenties. He looked completely like someone of Wang Shihai's generation.
This bizarre style of scene made Wang Shihai feel his blood rush upward at once, and a powerful impulse rose in him to give Wang Shouzhe a punch.
However, an elder of the same clan was still an elder.
I'll endure it!
The corner of Wang Shihai's mouth twitched, and he forced out an extremely strained, awkward smile. "Many thanks for Fourth Grandfather's praise and instruction. Shihai will surely keep it in mind."
"It's our first meeting, and your Fourth Grandfather didn't bring anything good." Wang Shouzhe smiled, thought for a moment, wiped a hand over his Storage Ring, and took