Chen Shi tossed his brush aside and laughed, "Grandfather, you've grown senile. To think you'd want to stop me from spreading my techniques to the world. You should be happy that your student has surpassed the master.
Fortunately, I anticipated that you'd become muddled in your old age and would surely come to stop me, so I prepared in advance. Don't worry, you're my grandfather. Even if you are unkind, I cannot be unjust.
I won't kill you or our uncles and aunts." Chen Yindu snorted, greatly displeased by his words, and said, "How did you calculate that I would come? And how did you know Sha Qiutong and Old Man Du would come as well."
He tried to circulate his cultivation, but it had been sealed by a single stroke of Chen Shi's brush just now, and he couldn't muster even a bit of it. But he wasn't flustered in the least. He thought to himself, "Little Shi sealed me with a Primordial Talisman.
With my wisdom and the Heavenly Dao Brain, it won't be long before I can break it."
"I have my own wondrous ways of calculation."
Chen Shi smiled faintly and said, "I know your every move. Grandfather, where is your Heavenly Dao Brain?" Hearing this, even though Chen Yindu was always calm and composed, he was now a little flustered.
"If Grandfather doesn't want to hand it over, then I'll take it myself."