Watching Li Ping's figure vanish, Hong Jun shook his head.
"Whether you can enter the grandmaster realm in the future is depended on oneself. Regardless of how much help I might be willing to give, it might not yield much." He murmured softly.
He turned to his daughter and stopped paying attention to Li Ping.
With the way she was looking at the gourd, he couldn't help but make a move before she started to cry.
With a grasp, the gourd was pulled over by some force, it was his seventh level of intent.
He actually used it like this on weekdays, and those that knew how difficult it was to grasp intent would curse him to death if they saw his actions.
Hehe!
He felt his daughter's mood had improved all of a sudden.
He just couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
