He was here, he was here!
He flew up with a feather fan in his left hand and a storyteller's gavel in his right!
The various powerhouses did not recognize this man, and Jun Changxiao had naturally never seen him either. But upon hearing the words "storyteller," he immediately recalled the Jianghu Know-It-All Gu Zhaoxi had mentioned many times, yet whom he had never met.
"He's very strong."
The system spoke seriously.
That was absolute nonsense. His entrance had not been earth-shattering, but the tranquil calm radiating from him clearly belonged to a master among masters!
Wait!
Could he be the mother Father had been searching for?
She had concealed her name and identity for decades, only to appear as a savior at the brink of life and death for the Upper Realm? Then there would be a grand reunion of a family of three?
That would not do!
He needed to prepare a few tear gas bombs in advance. It would be awkward if he could not cry when the time came.
While Gousheng's thoughts ran wild, the system said helplessly, "Host, your habit of wanting to cling to a powerhouse's thigh and acknowledge relatives on the spot whenever you see one probably can't be cured!"
"He did not lose out in momentum against that captain. Do you think he's a local?"
"This..."
The system fell silent.
Jun Changxiao said, "Since he came from outside, there's definitely a chance he's my mother!"
"My son."
Gongsun Ruoli sent a voice transmission. "Do you know this man?"
Gah!
Jun Changxiao, who had been soaring through the fairy tale he had woven for himself, froze instantly. Then he collapsed. "Father, you don't know him?"
"I don't."
Smack!
Reality slapped him across the face, instantly deflating Gousheng.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing that the host had