As the Palace doors slowly opened, Chen Yu stepped out from behind them and looked down at the martial arts prodigies below the stairs.
Although ten years had passed, Chen Yu had barely changed. Naturally, Zhao Tianyi and the others had no reason to think they had mistaken him for someone else.
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be Chen Yu, right?" Zhao Tianyi looked surprised at first, then seemed to realize something.
"I was wondering why I hadn't seen him. Turns out he took a job guarding the doors!"
Then Zhao Tianyi noticed Fan Mubai, Ding Qing, and the others looking at him as if he were an idiot.
Just then, Wu Qi suddenly sneered from a distance. "I knew bumpkins like you had never seen much of the world, but I have to say, you've got some nerve!"
"That's Chen Yu! A prodigy with martial saint bone aptitude and the potential to reach the limit-breaking eighth revolution, Sub-Valley Master Xiahou Qing's closing disciple in the Divine Weapons Valley, a high-tier weapon-forging master, and the Red River Blade Demon!"
"A doorman...? Didn't your elders tell you to respect the strong before you left home?"
Wu Qi was so angry he almost laughed.
He might have been arrogant, but he was no fool. Initially, he had been somewhat wary of the person named Nian An.
But hearing Zhao Tianyi speak so casually despite knowing that the man at the top of the stairs was Chen Yu still made him bristle.
After all, Chen Yu's glorious achievements over the past decade had made him an idol to ninety percent of the martial arts prodigies in the Red River Galaxy.
"The limit-breaking eighth revolution... a weapon-forging master... the Blade Demon?" Zhao Tianyi and the others understood every word Wu Qi had