Shi Hao's words set the entire Imperial Capital abuzz.
Most people felt as though a mystery had finally been solved.
So he was the Born Supreme from the Martial King Manor. No wonder he was so powerful.
As far as anyone knew, he was the only Born Supreme in the Eight Domains in this era, and no one knew how many ages had passed since the last one.
Even the ancient texts held no record of that last Born Supreme. They described only this extraordinary gift.
Perhaps this was simply how powerful a Born Supreme was.
There was just one thing people could not understand: if he came from the Martial King Manor, why had he appeared from somewhere else?
Had the Martial King Manor rejected this Born Supreme back then, leaving him to return now and prove something?
But if the Martial King Manor really had cast aside Loves Beast Milk Most, that was far too foolish.
A Born Supreme had appeared among their descendants. How could they not want him?
The Martial King Manor was shaken as well. For that child from years ago to have returned was almost unbelievable.
More and more people gathered before Shi Hao in the Martial King Manor, and he swept his gaze across their faces.
When he saw one face, he froze. Memories surged through his mind, scenes from long ago rising one after another.
As a child, he had lain in bed, grievously injured after losing his Supreme Bone. Even his mind had begun to deteriorate, until he could barely remember anyone.
A little girl had stood beside his bed, crying as she tried to encourage him.
"I'm Aman."
"You're a Supreme, a Born Supreme. Young Master, you have to get better."
"You must remember that, Young Master. You're a Supreme.