It was just that...
"Is your grandfather really that hot-tempered?"
"It seems I didn't even have time to introduce myself, did I?"
"But that still isn't right!"
"I already said my name is Lu Yuan!"
"Logically speaking, he shouldn't have no impression of me!"
Watching Luo Tianshen tear open space and leave—or, more precisely, watching the spatial rift slowly close after Luo Tianshen departed—Lu Yuan felt speechless toward the Luo God Clan for the second time.
If he had said nothing at all,
then Luo Tianshen's reaction
would indeed have been understandable.
But he had clearly said it, and yet Luo Tianshen and the Luo God Clan simply refused to follow the usual script. Shouldn't the normal procedure have been to ask about his background first?
Without even asking about his background, Luo Tianshen had directly offered him a well-meaning warning based on his own assumptions, trying to dissuade him. Where did that confidence come from?
Besides, logically speaking,
even if they did not follow the usual script,
just by making associations, they should have connected him to it, right?
After all, quite a few people had dealings with the Luo God Clan, but at the level of a Heavenly Sovereign, aside from the Western Heaven Battle Emperor, only Yan Di Xiao Yan remained. Moreover, Xiao Yan's junior fellow disciple was Lu Yuan. Although that name was not exactly thunderous, it was not entirely without fame among Earth Supremes. More than five hundred years had passed, and amid generation after generation of rising newcomers, the influence of that name had certainly weakened substantially. Several hundred thousand years could even make many Earth Supreme-level cultivators forget the Heavenly Emperor. For people to forget a Supreme who had become famous by killing Earth Supremes after only five hundred years—especially when the Endless