After several rounds, Jian Chunqiu has gotten a rough understanding of Chu Ge's martial arts. Stroking his beard, he nods thoughtfully, "Hmm, breaking through to the Innate Grandmaster and directly reaching the Middle Stage in one go, not bad, not bad."
Seeing Jian Chunqiu suddenly pulling back, Chu Ge also stops fighting and retracts his strength, exhaling deeply.
Having recovered his martial arts, and feeling the continuous surge of energy in his body, Chu Ge feels a rising desire for higher martial arts skills.
Thinking of something, Jian Chunqiu's contemplative gaze sweeps over Tang Xin and Chu Ge a few times before he says with a mischievous smile, "You little rascal, you're over twenty this year, right?"
Chu Ge, feeling a bit creeped out by his smile, could tell he must be up to no good.
"When I was your age, I already had a son."
