"Grandmaster, you're joking."
Sha Lifei rubbed his shiny bald head, grinning almost to the back of his skull. "I know my own abilities, never considered about any ancestors or not."
His words were polite, but inside he was elated.
Being a founding ancestor is not just a simple title.
To give a simple example, the Ten Grandmasters of the Divine State are not only a title for martial arts realm but also come with significant status.
Most of them are Sect Masters of some school.
The youngest, Wan Shengying, ranks among them primarily because he founded the Wansheng Fist.
Sha Lifei is self-aware, though he was fortunate to awaken his Divine Skills in middle age and stepped into Hidden Energy, relying on firearms not to be a burden to the team is already his limit.
He had never dreamed of being a Grandmaster.
If he could truly create a lineage and leave his name in history, his life wouldn't have been wasted.
"Bah!"
