"Destiny."
Li Tianming was being drowned in the enthusiasm of the An Clan when, all of a sudden, the crowd ahead parted to form a broad path. At the same time, King Anyang's voice rang in his ears.
Li Tianming and An Ning looked over and saw King Anyang leading a group toward them. However, he was not walking at the very front.
That was because there was someone else at the forefront. Whether in status, standing, or seniority, that person was undoubtedly above King Anyang.
The man was tall, his gray hair vigorous and imposing like an eagle's. He was the An Clan's current second-in-command, Anyang's third uncle, An Lutian.
Naturally, Li Tianming had not forgotten that at the crucial moment, An Lutian had spoken up for him twice, directly reversing the situation.
Without King Anyang needing to remind her, An Ning pulled Li Tianming over to pay respects to Third Granduncle.
"Your grandson Tianming greets Third Granduncle." Li Tianming got into character quickly and had already begun calling himself his grandson.
Before him stood an old senior of the Guan Zizai Realm, nearly a million years old, who had also helped him. Li Tianming naturally had every reason to respect him.
His attitude earned the approval of quite a few people.
"This kid really knows the ropes."
"Indeed! Many who come from humble origins but possess peerless talent often think too highly of themselves, arrogant and conceited. But he isn't like that. He seems quite sensible and down-to-earth."
"He has pride when facing enemies, but around his own people and elders, he's obedient to the extreme."
If one became his elder, how could one possibly not like this kid?
He brought glory to the family and was obedient, too.
"Mm."
Sure enough, An Lutian was clearly rather satisfied