"Good!"
Feng Wuyou took a deep breath and composed himself. Then he exchanged a glance with Yue Zhirou.
"Actually, we came here because we were following our master's orders."
"Our master told the two of us to wait here for your arrival, Young Master Chen."
Hearing Feng Wuyou's words, Chen Changan furrowed his brow. "Your master knew I would show up here?"
"You've been here for many years, haven't you?"
"That's right. We've been waiting for many years. We don't know why our master thought you'd come here, but, as it turned out, he was right."
"Who could have guessed the son of the Lord of the True Realm would appear after the Lord of the True Realm had been gone for so many years?" Feng Wuyou said with a wry smile.
"Why have me come?"
"Does your master know my father?" Chen Changan asked.
"They have a bit of history. I've heard that... my master was once a peerless prodigy, a favored son of heaven."
"Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. He met your father and spent his whole life competing with him, measuring himself against him. But in the end..."
At this point, Feng Wuyou lowered his voice and whispered, "I've also heard that back then, my master got beaten in every way by your father. There wasn't a single thing he could beat him at."
"He thought he was doomed to be second-best for ten thousand years. But then... your mother was even more incredible. He couldn't even manage second place."
Third place for ten thousand years?
If that was the case, their master must be no ordinary person. After all, his own father and mother were both absolute freaks.
Anyone capable of competing with them was definitely extraordinary.
"So your master and my father