"Why are you tugging at me!?"
Qin Shu had inherited Qin Hao's absentmindedness perfectly. He grabbed his own trouser leg and yanked it back.
"He's hopeless!"
Taishi Wudao immediately felt a wave of helplessness wash over him. Qin Shu was the worst emperor he had ever taught.
Fortunately, Qin Hao had left plenty of people behind to help his Good Eldest Son. A little broken cauldron immediately floated out of his arms, followed by the apparition of an old man. It was none other than Qin Hao's golden-fingered grandpa, the Dragon Elephant Emperor.
"You old fossil, you're still alive!?"
Qin Feng looked the Dragon Elephant Emperor up and down, showing him not the slightest courtesy.
Back then, the two brothers had pooled their money to buy the little broken cauldron. But in the end, the Dragon Elephant Emperor had chosen to give his second younger brother an eight, instead of choosing him, who had put up a whopping two eights.
Still, Qin Feng wasn't a petty man. He hadn't kept hounding the other party about it.
Besides, as his cultivation had steadily advanced, he had finally figured out the little broken cauldron he couldn't understand back then. It was just a damaged Low-grade Immortal Artifact, and it had happened to contain the Dragon Elephant Emperor's soul, becoming the golden finger that had helped his second younger brother leave the novice village.
"I have the First Emperor to thank for showing mercy!"
The Dragon Elephant Emperor had none of his former arrogance. He hurriedly changed the subject. "If the First Emperor hadn't stayed his hand back then, this old man's soul would have long since been scattered to the winds."
"At least you know what's what!"
Qin Feng glanced at his eldest nephew and asked, "Did my second younger brother tell