Chen Feng increasingly felt that something was off. Could this old creep be implying that ascending to the spiritual realm was synonymous with reaching heaven?
With this thought, Chen Feng's face turned gloomier.
"You old geezer, are you asking for a beating?"
Chen Feng rolled up his sleeves.
"Chen Feng…"
Yun Qian hurriedly intervened: "Do bear in mind he's an old man, refrain from fighting with him."
"This is no ordinary old man, this one is…"
"Regardless of who he is, you simply can't be rash," Yun Qian firmly stared at Chen Feng.
"Fine."
Chen Feng ruefully smiled.
"Indeed, a virtuous wife and good mother, quite impressive."
The old Taoist gave a thumbs-up.
