"Tai Jun?" Chen Xun's brows furrowed faintly.
He could not help but sweep his gaze over the Primordial Immortal Clan woman's face. Though she was breathtakingly beautiful, for some reason, the sight of her simply rubbed him the wrong way.
Chen Xun stepped forward, gazing into the distance with a faint smile at the corners of his lips. He cupped his hands and said, "Elder Yin, it has been many years. I never expected you to remain so dazzling in your bearing."
Chen Xun halted. Before the eyes of countless people, he performed a junior's salute toward the top of the stairs. His expression was as gentle as jade; no one could have guessed that the man who had just unleashed heaven-shaking might was this very person.
The shadow between Yin Tianshou's brows dissolved at that moment. Even the weathered traces left upon his face by the years seemed to fade away.
At last, unable to suppress the joy in his heart, he threw back his head and let out a bold laugh that shook all directions!
"Chen Xun, you brat!"
Yin Tianshou stroked his long beard. His laughter was like thunder racing through a rainbow, shaking the eight directions and lingering endlessly in the ears. His eyes burst with boundless sentiment and delight. He was even happier than if he had seen his own daughter and son-in-law, and he asked earnestly, "Have you been well lately?!"
He had never cared about whether his birthday was celebrated. He was merely using simple words to show concern for this junior he had watched grow all the way to this day.
Brilliant immortal light suddenly flared in Chen Xun's eyes as he declared in a resonant voice, "These years have been like vast surging waves: sometimes there was an echo, sometimes none.