Although the brush handle was made of wood, Wang Ying clearly saw that Wang Xiao didn't touch it at all.
Separated by about ten centimeters, he cut it off merely with a Qi palm.
This was absolutely a skill that only a master in the Innate Realm could possess.
A Half-step Master!
Wang Ying was incredibly excited, completely unexpected that his grandfather, nearly a hundred years old, could still make a breakthrough.
This was absolutely a revolutionary value for the Jinling Prince Mansion.
Wang Xiao, however, did not seem as excited as Wang Ying, and let out a long sigh: "Xiao Ying, although I haven't reached the Innate Realm, I have already touched its threshold. In the past, I didn't even dare to dream about such a realm, but do you know why this happened?"
"Why?" Wang Ying impulsively asked, and a roguish face inexplicably popped into his mind.
Could it be him?
If it really was him, it would be terrifying.
