Hao Ren had understood what he wanted to do for his third halo. Zhao Kang and his son turned to look at him in unison and the former asked, "Are you sure that he has Nine sword bones?"
Hao Ren nodded and replied, "I stand nothing to gain from lying to you. It is true that he had yet to display any talent, but that is because the child was distracted. His heart is tender, yet to see the dark of the humanity and the world. Thus he was clinging onto a sword gifted to him by his grandmother. Now that the obstacle had turned into a path that would push him forward, he will be fine. Just wait for a couple of days and it would be fine."
Zhao Kang nodded in understanding, as an undying relic, how could he not understand the significance of the situation. He said, "Well, Young Brother Hao, I thank you on behalf of the Zhao Family."
Hao Ren waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be so formal Elder Zhao. You helped me grasp my strength, and I am just returning the favor to you."
