Kong Xiuping stormed into Mount Hui and glared at Zhang Yang. "Didn't you disappear?"
Zhang Yang shot back, "Do you know who your father is?"
"Uh..."
Kong Xiuping froze.
After the Sage Master's Life Origin vanished, Kong Xiuping could no longer remember who his father was.
He naturally knew his surname was Kong, but he had a surname and no given name.
There was no impression, no record, and no one had ever heard of him.
Even the Sage Master's portrait in the Temple of Literature was blank.
For more than two thousand years, Kong Xiuping's greatest torment had been that he could not figure out who his father was. He did not know how the Sage Dao had come to be, nor did he know whom the Temple of Literature was actually worshipping.
By now, the Sage-Worthy figures worshipped in the Temple of Literature were no longer limited to one or two. Even Kong Xiuping himself had entered the Temple of Literature.
The strangest thing was that the highest, central portrait in the Temple of Literature was blank!
Using his wisdom, Kong Xiuping had deduced that this portrait might be connected to his father.
Beyond that, he had no leads at all.
Because of these matters, he had remained trapped in the Emperor Dao Realm all these years, unable to enter the Emperor Realm.
Of course, he remembered Zhang Yang.
So when Zhang Yang questioned him, after a brief daze, he hurriedly asked, "You know my father?"
"Sage Master Kong Yu is your father!" Zhang Yang said seriously. "The Sage Dao was also pioneered by him."
"Sage Master! Kong Yu!"
After murmuring the name a few times, Kong Xiuping asked again, "Did something happen to my father?"
"Your father will return." Zhang Yang gave a simple answer, then consoled