Chen Shi set aside his pen and smiled, saying, "Grandfather, you've grown muddled in your old age, trying to stop me from spreading my teachings across the world. You should be proud that I am surpassing you. Fortunately, I anticipated your senility and your coming to hinder me, so I prepared beforehand. Rest assured, you are my grandfather, while you may be unrighteous, I cannot be unkind. I will not kill you or our uncles and aunts."
Chen Yindou snorted, displeased with his words, "How did you foresee I would come? And how did you know Sha Qiutong and Old Du would come too?"
He tried to summon his cultivation, but was restrained by the stroke of Chen Shi's pen, unable to mobilize even a trace of power.
Yet he remained unperturbed, thinking to himself, "Little Ten has bound my Primordial Talisman, with my wisdom coupled with the Heavenly Dao Intelligent Brain, it won't take long to unravel."
"I have my own heavenly calculations."
