"Thank you!" After Ye Chen finished speaking, he turned and walked towards his residence.
Ye Chen's figure was very frail, appearing as if he might collapse at any moment.
A glimmer of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, "Not bad, not bad. So young, yet possessing such a tenacious willpower. It seems you are a martial arts genius!"
"However, what you don't know is that in the Cultivation World, a cultivator whose cultivation is below the Martial Master Realm cannot survive. Your cultivation is too low; it's impossible for you to be a match for those people!" the old man said.
Ye Chen stopped his steps, looked at the old man, and said, "I know, but I also know that only by constantly improving myself can I protect my family and friends. I don't want them to get hurt again!"
Although Ye Chen was young, the persistence in his tone surprised the old man.
Ye Chen's words stirred something in the old man's heart; such a child with strong willpower was definitely not ordinary!
