For Caelan to be allowed into the Executive eting Room, quite a few of his peers openly showed their envy.
After all, that alone was enough to prove just how highly the family regarded him.
It seed Uncle Daniel had been right. Caelan’s strength really had reached a level that was enough to attract the attention of the family’s upper echelon.
From this day forward, within the entire Grey family, Caelan would likely beco one of its most core descendants.
However...
Although everyone knew that Caelan was indeed extrely powerful, no matter how you looked at it, he had only just returned to the family.
To receive such treatnt the mont he ca back inevitably left so of the younger generation feeling a little unbalanced.
They were all mbers of the Grey family too—did the gap between them really have to be this huge?
...
Inside the Executive eting Room, aside from a few upper-level figures who were tied up with missions and unable to co, nearly every major figure from both the Grey family and the rlin family was present.
During this ti, through his lazy cousin Talia, Caelan got to et a whole crowd of relatives he had never seen before.
What surprised him was that even the relatives from the rlin family—his mother’s side of the family—were all waiting for him inside the Executive eting Room.
At that mont, Talia, standing beside him, took the initiative to explain.
"Brat, you need to understand the difficulties our relatives are facing. Even though both our families are incredibly powerful, that’s exactly why they have to remain stationed in the human border cities."
"Because of that, every move they make draws the attention of outside forces. If anyone catches an opening, they might even launch an attack."
"So they could only co here to et you in the most secretive way possible. Naturally, they couldn’t go out to welco you."
"And if the situation changes, they may have to return to their strongholds at any mont."
Caelan showed his understanding toward Talia’s explanation.
Still, the reason these big shots had rushed back despite such risks was mainly because they wanted to provide support for Caelan, this Chosen One.
After a brief round of greetings, Caelan finally gained a basic understanding of these relatives of his.
By the latter half of the eting, Caelan’s grandfather, Caesar, finally arrived.
When Caesar looked at Caelan, his eyes were filled with undisguised admiration.
"Kid, tell honestly—those two giant suns over on the Bloom Elf side yesterday, was that your doing?"
There was no need for Caelan to hide the matter, so he nodded and admitted it.
The next mont, he felt waves of approving gazes being cast toward him.
After another stretch of small talk, Caesar finally brought the conversation to the main topic.
Once everyone had taken their seats, Caesar fixed his gaze on Caelan and asked,
"Kid, have you ever been properly tested? Right now, what star rank awakener would your strength be equivalent to?"
Caesar’s question was extrely important.
Because it would directly affect the Ironclad Legion’s subsequent deploynt plans.
Before Caelan could answer, his lazy cousin Talia jumped in first.
"Back in Mylanne City, an 8-star awakener from the titan race once joined forces with others to besiege Caelan."
"Of course, the outco was obvious. In the end, Caelan was the only one who survived."
Talia rembered that battle vividly.
Because it was in that battle that she had truly realized just how terrifying her bratty little cousin’s strength was.
However... if one were being completely honest, when facing an 8-star awakener, her bratty cousin had still found it sowhat difficult—at the very least, he hadn’t been able to kill them instantly.
And yet, even this already outdated piece of information made the entire Executive eting Room erupt in shock!
They had expected Caelan to possess the ability to kill opponents above his level.
But they had never dread that he could leap so many levels at once!
Quite a few of the big shots present imdiately beca intensely interested in that battle.
At that mont, Caesar frowned and said,
"No matter what, we still need to find a way to determine Caelan’s true strength."
"Only then can we make the proper arrangents for the next phase of our plans."
However, the mont Caesar said this, the entire Executive eting Room fell into a strange silence.
No one here was stupid. Everyone understood that Caelan’s strength had already far surpassed that of awakeners of his own age.
So if they wanted to continue testing him, the only option was for the old-tirs themselves to step in.
And that was exactly the most awkward part of it.
As an elder, whether one won or lost, neither outco would look particularly good.
If they won, that was only to be expected—they had the advantage of seniority and experience.
But when facing soone like Caelan, a Chosen One, a being that existed only in legends—
even the big shots present honestly had no confidence in themselves.
If they were to lose, wouldn’t they beco the laughingstock of the century?
So for a ti, the entire Executive eting Room sank into an eerie silence.
Caelan quietly observed everything around him.
With his intelligence, he naturally understood what his cheap grandfather Caesar was getting at.
But the problem was, this matter was equally difficult for him to handle!
If he deliberately lost, then he wouldn’t be able to display his true strength.
But if he beat them... would doing that be a little too "filial" of him?
...
For a while, the atmosphere in the entire Executive eting Room was so heavy it was almost suffocating.
anwhile, Caelan activated [Eye of Insight], casually checking the strength of the relatives around him.
It had to be said that anyone qualified to sit inside the Executive eting Room definitely had real ability.
Their levels ranged from the 400s all the way into the 700s—there was no shortage of powerful experts!
But the one who truly drew Caelan’s interest was still his cheap grandfather, Caesar.
Yet when he used [Eye of Insight], all he could see around Caesar was a chaotic blur.
Clearly, the gap in strength between them might have been so great that [Eye of Insight] simply couldn’t function properly.
But Caelan felt the truth was not as simple as it appeared.
At the very least, the grandfather before him had already reached a level that Caelan could not see through at all.
Moreover, the power of laws was surging around him.
So there was another possibility—that the power of laws itself was obscuring the prying gaze of [Eye of Insight].
It seed...
he still needed to find a way to strengthen [Eye of Insight] further!
As Caelan thought this, he quietly estimated his grandfather’s true strength in his heart.
Judging from the current situation, it had to be at least above Level 800!
According to existing records, the highest level cap among the myriad races was Level 1000.
That ant an awakener above Level 800 was already an existence as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
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