Chen Nan was speechless.
That old geezer always did this, clamming up right at the crucial moment, as if he was deliberately trying to whet someone's appetite.
After a moment of silence, Xuan Tianji sighed and said, "Forget it, with your current strength, there's no way you can do it. When you're strong enough in the future, your master will naturally tell you the method. After all, in this world, only you can save her."
Chen Nan sulkily said, "Old man, are you even a man? Can't you speak more straightforwardly? What's the difference between telling me later and telling me now? Do you dare stop leading me on?"
"You little brat, is that any way to speak to your master? I've slaved away for more than ten years, taking crap after crap, pee after pee to raise you up, and you can't show a damn bit of filial piety?" Xuan Tianji cursed and berated Chen Nan for a good ten sentences.
