"Cough, cough. Is there another possibility—that among those old fossils is your biological father? Would you still put righteousness before family?"
Zhang Tao said with a chuckle, "Get lost. There's you—"
Halfway through his curse, Battle King realized something and stopped. He had discovered that the old fossils awakening now were all Great Emperor-level figures. Even if there were any below Emperor Venerable, they had not been left behind by the great war; they had been slowly cultivated over these recent years. But when he had awakened back then, he had already possessed Paragon-level cultivation, though he had only just entered that realm. Whoever had managed to preserve him during the war must have been close to him. Could it really be that person's son? The more Battle King thought about it, the more likely it seemed. At the final moment, if only one person could be saved, who would they save?
Nine times out of ten, they would save their own child, their direct descendant. Thinking of it that way, he might really be the descendant of some old fellow.
The more Battle King thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He had already lived for centuries and had always lived freely. If a relative suddenly appeared above him, just thinking about it felt awkward. "Enough, stop talking about this. You didn't call us all here just to tease me, did you? Get to the point."
Battle King hurriedly spoke up. If Zhang Tao led the topic any further astray, he might actually dig up a father for him.
"Fine. I believe that even if Battle King Senior's father really appears, Battle King Senior will definitely make the right choice—"
Zhang Tao said with a smile.
Battle King's face darkened. This little bastard was really refusing to let