Tang Shengquan looked old and decrepit. Yu Fei hadn't seen him in several years, and now his face was covered in wrinkles, his skin sagging. Only his eyes held a deep, spiritual light, but Yu Fei could sense his life force was weak.
In terms of strength, although Tang Shengquan was a Grandmaster, Yu Fei felt he wasn't even as strong as an ordinary Grandmaster anymore.
His life was nearing its end.
'His life is almost over,' Yu Fei realized.
Tang Shengquan chuckled as he looked at him. "You've improved so quickly, little fellow. The younger generation is truly formidable. Seeing your Gang Qi so full of life, and with your spirit and energy so complete, I suspect you're on the verge of becoming a Grandmaster."
Yu Fei smiled. "I hope you're right. I still need a little more time to polish my skills."
Tang Shengquan couldn't help but agree. "Polishing is good! A more solid foundation will let you go further in the future."
