Chapter 541 - 534. The Power of Connection
When Han Joon came out with a big tray of food, the old man was in the middle of a rather passionate storytelling, while Zein listened calmly with his tea in hand.
"So I told him he needed to change his old way, but he stubbornly said it was his clan’s teaching," the old man grumbled. "Such a stubborn mule. I had to prove to him that his was was flawed."
"Did you beat him up?"
"How else should I do it?"
Zein chuckled softly; his eyes were shining brighter with every story he heard about his father. It was a story that Senan or the Elder didn’t know, so it was precious to him.
"He had such a huge potential! If only he let go of his restraint..."
"But that restraint was what made him who he was," Zein replied with a smile. "Someone like you...wouldn’t just take someone as your disciple simply because of innate talent, would you?"
The old man’s eyes twitched. "How are you so sure?"
"Because you entertained my request, old man," the reply came from Han Joon, along with the tray of food in his hand. "Even though I don’t have much talent."
Unlike the people around him, who could be said to be geniuses in their own field--even his younger brother--Han Joon was definitely less talented. It was a fact he had accepted and made peace with. What he couldn’t achieve without talent, he did with hard work. If there was something his accursed father was useful for, it was the status that gave him the facilities to raise his skill.
The old man glanced at the smirking esper, before mumbling quietly behind his cup. "Cheeky brat..."