Si Chen stood where he was, silent for a long time.
In the void, that green light had long since vanished, even its aura completely dispersed.
But he did not give chase, not because he could not catch up.
It was because... he did not know what to say once he did.
Ask whether he was the Si Household's ancestor?
Ask why he wore a mask?
Or introduce himself as the eldest son of the Si Household's current generation-the one who had just slapped him?
Originally, he had planned to seriously investigate the whereabouts of the Si Household's past ascendants after dealing with the Mortal Forbidden Zone.
His grandfather, for instance.
Or those ancestors described in the Lineage's records as having "never been heard from again after Ascension."
He had always thought they might be scattered across some corner of the Immortal Realm, perhaps still alive, perhaps already fallen.
But now...
One of the Immortal Realm's twelve Immortal Emperors was actually the Si Household's founding ancestor?
Then what about the others?
Did those elders who had ascended over the generations know the ancestor was still alive?
Or... was his branch the only one that knew nothing about this?
Earlier, the man had asked whether he was an ascendant and repeatedly looked as though he wanted to say something but held back. Had he been probing him too?
If this were simply a struggle between powers in the Immortal Realm, it would be much easier to handle. If he could beat them, he would fight; if he could not... so far, there did not seem to be anyone he could not beat.
But faced with this situation, he did not know how to handle it for the moment. That was another reason he had not given chase.
After all, too much