Setting the Heavens Backwards-We're a Hundred Years Apart, Yet You're My Father's Peer?

"Friend Wushuang?" Long Wushang frowned slightly when he heard Yan Shaozhe address him that way.

Hopefully, when he revealed his true identity later, Yan Shaozhe would not be too shocked.

After all, by seniority, this old man ought to call him Little Uncle at the very least.

"As for whether 'Friend Wushuang' is an appropriate form of address, I think you'll understand soon enough." Long Wushang did not take this junior's discourtesy to heart.

"Time is limited, so I'll get straight to the point."

"Earlier, Elder Xuan asked why I had come to see Dean Yan. Perhaps Dean Yan has already made some guesses. To be precise, it concerns a family matter. But before discussing the details, I have one question for Dean Yan. Is your martial soul the Light Phoenix?"

Yan Shaozhe did not answer immediately. In truth, he had already felt somewhat displeased the moment Long Wushang spoke his first sentence.

He was, after all, a member of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion, the dean of the academy's Martial Soul Department, a Super Douluo renowned across the continent, and a powerhouse over a hundred years old.

Calling him "friend" was already giving him plenty of face, wasn't it?

Yet judging by what he had just said, that form of address apparently seemed inappropriate.

But if he could not call him friend, then what was he supposed to call him? Was he meant to treat him as an elder and venerate him?

Yan Shaozhe sneered inwardly. He wanted to see exactly what earth-shattering words this young man, so highly regarded by Elder Xuan, could possibly say.

That said, when he later heard Long Wushang say that he had come today over a family matter—and even asked whether his martial soul was the Light Phoenix—ripples inevitably arose in Yan Shaozhe's