Ling Yishan's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he raised his eyes to examine Chen Mo.
He felt that the other person seemed shrouded in a thin mist, indistinct and elusive.
"It's only been a short time since he broke through to Grandmaster, and I can't even see through him anymore?"
"Just what kind of fortune does this boy have?"
While Ling Yishan was pondering, Ling Ningzhi came over and knelt down beside him, gently rocking the chair, saying, "Besides this, there's something else I need to tell Grandpa..."
Seeing her guilty demeanor, Ling Yishan frowned, "Speak, what's happened?"
Ling Ningzhi's cheeks flushed red, hesitated for a moment, and stammered, "Mr. Chen and I have formally become Dao companions..."
"What did you say?!"
Ling Yishan nearly choked on his saliva, his old face turning blue, "Dao companions?! Does your master know about this?"
