"Dad, who was that just now?" a tall young man asked quietly.
His father was stern and imposing. Anyone his father would greet first clearly wasn't an ordinary person, though he did seem far too young.
The younger son also looked over, his face full of curiosity.
At that, Qin Liuyuan glanced at his two sons with a complicated expression. He used to think both his sons were exceptionally talented. As the sons of a martial artist, his elder son had passed the Martial Apprentice exam at fourteen and become a martial artist at seventeen. His younger son was even more gifted: he had passed the Martial Apprentice exam at thirteen, and now, at sixteen, already had the strength of a martial artist.
But when you compared goods, some had to be thrown away; when you compared people, some were doomed to despair.
Compared with Chen Shouyi, who looked to be about the same age as his elder son, they were worlds apart. His own sons were snakes, while the other man was a true dragon. Even Qin Liuyuan himself couldn't hope to match him.
"A colleague! But he's probably the strongest person in all of Hedong City, if not Jiangnan Province. If you run into him again, be respectful." Qin Liuyuan sighed and spoke softly.
The whole family was shocked, their hearts surging like a mighty tide.
"Then you'd better make sure to build a good relationship with him!" said an elderly man with a head of white hair. "Things look like they're about to get chaotic. When that happens, you definitely won't be able to stay in the rear like the civilians."
"Yes, Dad. I know what I'm doing. Don't worry," Qin Liuyuan said quickly.
The Steam Truck rumbled onward. Half an hour later, it reached the outskirts.