After standing there dazed for a moment, the Sun Family Head finally spoke as if asking a question and talking to himself:
"Could it be fake?"
For a while, he was utterly at a loss, unable to distinguish surprise from joy. Instead, he felt mostly apprehensive.
Who was Yuan Huang? The first great master since the Middle Ages to Self-Prove Legend, a direct disciple of Yuan Shi, Sect Master of Jade Void, whose might awed the universe and who stood supreme among immortals!
Even the Jiangdong Wang Clan of today could not hope to catch up to such a Legendary Great Power, let alone their own ordinary clan in an ordinary city!
The difference between them was like that between an ordinary mortal with no martial arts and an immortal, Buddha, god, or sage from the past!
So why would the Sun Family be worthy of Yuan Huang's personal visit?
Even if Kunlun Mountain's Jade Void Palace had merely sent a talisman edict, which might not have come from Yuan Huang himself, he would still have been overwhelmed by favor and rushed day and night to pay his respects. Yet even that was nothing more than a wild wish—something he would not dare beg for even in a dream. Who could have imagined that Yuan Huang would personally come knocking today?
It was too exaggerated, too delightful. Instead, it made the Sun Family Head feel as if he had fallen into an illusion, his heart brimming with suspicion.
Surely he could not simply take someone's word for it that he was Yuan Huang?
The Song Family, an old family friend, had once been cheated out of a great deal of wealth by a fake Daoist posing as a true immortal. Could he have encountered something similar today?
As his thoughts