"Chen Mo!"
Ji Tianming was startled as he looked at Chen Mo, who had suddenly appeared before him without any warning.
He clearly had not summoned Chen Mo.
Over the past few months, Chen Mo had not even been in the capital.
How had he suddenly appeared before him?
"Your Majesty, Chen has returned," Chen Mo said calmly.
At those words, Ji Tianming's gaze flickered, and he quickly calmed down.
Given the ghostly, unpredictable ability Chen Mo had displayed, if Chen Mo had truly meant him harm, he would probably have long since become a corpse. There was no way he would still be sitting here safe and sound.
With that thought, he felt considerably more at ease.
Considering how Chen Mo had silently appeared before him and then vanished for several months, an extremely bold guess arose in his heart. Astonishment immediately surfaced in his eyes.
"Chen Mo, did you break through?"
"Your Majesty's eye is as sharp as ever." Chen Mo smiled.
Without waiting for the other man to respond, he continued.
"May I ask why Your Majesty gathered all the Great Grandmasters in the capital?"
"A Great Grandmaster not yet twenty years old..."
At that moment, Ji Tianming's mind was a little muddled.
He knew Chen Mo's talent was terrifying—unquestionably the number one genius of Great Zhou. He had thought Chen Mo might have a chance to break through to the Great Grandmaster Realm within the next five years.
Even after the Centennial Great Change truly arrived, Chen Mo would possess considerable ability to protect himself and would become one of the Great Zhou Dynasty's top combatants.
Who would have thought that such an unbelievable assessment had still underestimated Chen Mo?
In merely a few months, he had actually broken through to the Great Grandmaster Realm.
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