The world always sings praises of stories about young achievers; it transcends nationality, race, and gender.
Everyone longs to succeed at a young age; everyone also hopes for heroes to emerge in their youth.
Chi Boyan watched Xu Lin approach, and it seemed like he saw the younger version of himself.
Yet, upon careful consideration, he knew his youthful self was far less impressive than Xu Lin.
He rose to prominence on the glory of his predecessors, merely riding the winds of their success.
Although he did achieve some success later on, the critical step was thanks to his father.
Otherwise, even shallow waters can trap a dragon; how else would there be a day of truly becoming a dragon?
"Was it tiring to fly over here?"
Chi Boyan gently patted Xu Lin's shoulder.
"More than two hours; it shouldn't be too tiring."
Xu Lin remained composed, his gaze also fell on Chi Boyan.
This was his father-in-law.
One of them.
