Wu Xun genuinely felt admiration and awe. Remaining humble and composed, his murderous intent and battle spirit were utterly in his control. How could this be achieved without three or four decades of refining?
And yet, he saw it in a child of his grandchildren's generation.
This was truly incredible.
"Elder, you give me too much credit. Wu Zang has taken good care of me at school." This Li Hao was not being modest. Wu Zang was just like that, appearing cold and aloof due to his quiet demeanor, but he was actually a typical example of a warm person beneath a cool exterior.
Wu Xun nodded, "I'm getting old, just moving around requires half a day's rest. You go and enjoy yourselves."
Only then did Wu Zang breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his grandfather was playing some trick again. It was very risky for his classmates to encounter this on their first visit. However, it turned out that Hao was really strong.
