For a long time.
Humans and sea clans had never associated with one another. There were even many regions where they held blood feuds, and calling them as incompatible as fire and water would not be an exaggeration. Yet against such a larger backdrop, his father, a man of extraordinary standing, was remarkably close to one of their giants. It was truly hard to believe at first.
Liu Runan had already regained his composure, his eyes revealing an indifferent detachment that seemed to see through everything.
"Changfeng, you are still too immature."
"There had never been eternal enemies in this world, nor could there be permanent friends. Only interests were the eternal truth. The battles and slaughter you saw were merely petty squabbles among those at the bottom."
"Only when you reached a certain level would you understand that the apparent peace and conflict were all balances tacitly permitted by great figures. Whether death, injury, honor, or disgrace, they were merely a chess game driven by interests."
"This old man is one of the chess players!"
Boom!
As his deep voice fell, a terrifying aura of superiority surged straight at them!
Even this pressure, released unintentionally, made Liu Changfeng's Soul Fire sway. The shock in his eyes surpassed anything he had ever known, and an inexplicable sense of pride suddenly flooded his face.
No wonder his father had always been so overwhelmingly domineering, never even taking outer sect elders seriously. That pressure of being above all others had always seemed somewhat unreasonable.
So his father's connections and social ties had actually reached such heights!
Before a figure of this level, manipulating a cultivator was nothing at all!
He was still too young!
After a wave of shock and shame, Liu Changfeng finally pulled himself together and nervously cupped his hands