"What does this mean?" Chen Zhenjun muttered, as if trying to grasp something just out of his reach. Although he had some inkling that his father's words were of astonishing significance, he still found it difficult to grasp the full concept.
Because of his current position and having grown up so smoothly, Chen Zhenjun, despite hearing of such things, was actually very far removed from the world of dark underground forces like the Tiger Leopard Hall. It was as if they existed in different worlds. This was the real reason he seemed so dazed at this moment.
As if guessing his son's thoughts, Old Master Chen focused his gaze on Chen Zhenjun, first shaking his head and then sighing with emotion. "Your generation hasn't experienced those war-torn years, so you can only recognize the importance of power and wealth. You fail to realize that in the face of absolute martial force, both wealth and power are as ephemeral as flowers in a mirror or the moon's reflection on water."
