Jing Jiaren wasn't afraid of Old Madam Jing's imposingness. She stared straight at Old Madam Jing and pointed out calmly, "Grandma, regardless of whether you admit it or not, the current me has already completely grown up. I admit that you can take my life with a move of your toes and if you want to crush me to the ground, it's as easy as crushing an ant, but Grandmother, you're already old."
She was old.
These words were like a sharp sword that mercilessly pierced through Old Madam Jing's heart.
Jing Jiaren stared at Old Madam Jing's long silver-white hair as she said mercilessly, "Your cultivation level has stopped at the early-stage Prime Master realm for over a hundred years. All these years, be it your divination technique or your Spiritual Energy Dao, you haven't had any more breakthroughs. You should know what this means. You can indeed cripple me, but you don't have the time to nurture a new successor."
