[ A deeper frown touches Jiang Cheng's expression at the mention of his nephew being bullied, hand curling in a fist around Zidian all over again at the thought alone. And he let that happen? The more he hears of his older self, the less he likes the man. Good for nothing who can't protect the only member of his family he has left. Worthless.

He doesn't voice that to Jin Ling, instead slapping him across the back. ]

Yeah, you're right. They're not here, so you can focus on other things. Why do you need to be stronger? This place is different than where we're from.

[ He casts his nephew a wry look, lips pursed. ]

You can do things... for fun.