"This young man must be extraordinary," Jordan Nash says, his voice trembling with reverence as he carefully smooths the crumpled newspaper. "To understand and perfect such complex cultivation techniques with a single glance... he's not just a martial artist. He's a grandmaster. A formidable one."
Jasper Finch stares at his destroyed floor, then at his granddaughter's pale face. "Sir, I had no idea..."
"Grandfather, this is impossible," Scarlett whispers, but her voice lacks conviction now. The evidence of her master's breakthrough surrounds us in broken stone and shifted energy.
Jordan's eyes blaze with newfound understanding. "Don't you see? This wasn't random kindness. This was a test. He observed my cultivation level through you, identified my specific bottlenecks, and provided the exact solution I needed."
