Old Master Jing looked at Yu Chiyin's frame with evident disdain.
Their Jing Family's descendants, any one of them picked at random could easily knock him down with just a few moves.
How could such a 'frail' man provide a sense of security to his beloved disciple?!
They must find someone else, it was imperative.
"When you have time in the future, call out a few of your grandnephews, and I'll spar with them when I'm free."
Under the old man's scornful gaze, Yu Chiyin stretched out his long arms and hugged Lu Fengxuan's petite frame, asserting his ownership.
The two little ones were somewhat unhappy.
Impatient by nature, Jiujiu hugged her daddy's thigh, speaking up to Old Master Jing:
"Grandpa, my daddy is very awesome. He's super super super great, a hundred times better than your whatever grandsons!"
When Yu Chiyin heard this, a trace of warmth flickered through his ink-dark eyes. Indeed, he hadn't spoiled the little princess for nothing.
