"I know you're excited to see me."
"I can understand your enthusiasm too."
"But could you please take your foot off my face first?"
"We're friends, after all. What's with this?"
At that moment, Chen Changan had one foot planted on Chen Tian's face. He said coldly, "Who the hell said we were friends?"
"Tell me, who are you really, and what are you doing here this time?"
"Don't you dare tell me your mother is Yu Nian Nian."
"If she is, kid, I'm telling you, you're going to have a complete childhood from now on!"
Chen Tian looked helpless. He said irritably, "Could you let me up first?"
"How am I supposed to talk like this?"
"Anyway, I did help you back in the Primordial Immortal Realm, didn't I?"
"How can you be so ungrateful?"
Only after hearing that did Chen Changan move his foot off the other man's face. Chen Tian breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.
"First of all, I know what you're thinking."
"But I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
"I'm not your son."
You're not?
Seeing Chen Changan's brow furrow, as if he didn't quite believe him, Chen Tian hurriedly said, "Maybe some coincidence led you to this misconception."
"But I really am not your son."
"Take a good look. Do we look alike?"
"I'm much more handsome than you."
Much more handsome?
Chen Changan looked at Chen Tian with disdain and said coldly, "If your eyes are useless, you can throw them away. You? More handsome than me?"
"Give me a break. There's only one way you could beat me in the looks department: go back to the furnace and get remade."
"Enough. I don't want to waste my breath on you."
"Since you're not my son, then who are you?"