Seeing Ye Yu, Ye Zhentian's face creased into a broad smile as he hurriedly said, "Yu, come, come! Hurry and greet your great-grandfather."
Only then did Ye Yu turn his gaze toward Ye Tairan.
Yet Ye Tairan seemed to have no intention of giving Ye Yu a chance to speak. He merely sneered. "Don't go calling people that so casually. Late Spirit Transformation killing mid Void Refining? That's impossible. If it were someone from the clan, I might believe it. But him? Is he even worthy?"
Hearing those utterly unrestrained words, Ye Zhentian's expression turned ugly.
But he did not dare refute him either. The scenes within the Memory Stone could not confirm Ye Yu's cultivation, and now that he thought about it, the matter truly did sound far too fantastical.
"Yu, quickly tell Grandfather—how did you kill that mid Void Refining Blood Demon back then?" Ye Zhentian asked.
Ye Yu glanced at Ye Tairan before smiling. "Grandfather, I didn't do it. An expert fought that Blood Demon. By the time I arrived, it was already near its limit. I only got lucky and killed it."
Ye Zhentian's expression dimmed at once, his face full of disappointment.
Meanwhile, Ye Tairan wore an expression of "just as I expected" and gave a disdainful snort.
The gap between Spirit Transformation and Void Refining was enormous.
Ye Tairan knew that very clearly. A Late Spirit Transformation cultivator killing a mid Void Refining cultivator? Someone nurtured in some tiny backwater? Wasn't that pure nonsense?
For a moment, Ye Zhentian did not know what to say. He hurriedly asked, "Yu, where is your father?"
"He went to the border and hasn't returned yet. Since Grandfather is back, I'll notify him immediately," Ye Yu said, looking delighted.
With that, Ye Yu led the two men into