"Father... do you not mind that Third Uncle has surpassed you?" Li Xuefeng asked cautiously.
Li Yiwei let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head: "Mind it? Of course I do. But in this cultivation world, strength demands respect. Blind jealousy will only drag a person down into mediocrity. Your Third Uncle did not target me, nor did he humiliate me; whether by luck or not, he got to where he is now using his own strength."
Li Yiwei paused, looking into his son's bright eyes. He stepped closer and placed a reassuring hand on Li Xuefeng's shoulder: "Which brings me to what I want to tell you today. From now on, whenever you have free time after your martial practice, I want you to find opportunities to visit your third Uncle's courtyard."
Li Xuefeng blinked, puzzled: "Visit Third Uncle?"
