Within the chaos space, Jiang Hong was tall and straight-backed. Though the marks of age covered his face, the skin on his exposed hands was crystalline, and even his hair shimmered with a black luster.
He sat there quietly, listening in silence as Jiang Yun beside him recounted his experiences over the years.
There was his first arrival on the Dou Qi Continent and how he had met Zi Yan, his days studying at Jia Nan Academy, his growth throughout the Dou Qi Continent, and the storms he had weathered after coming to the Great Thousand World.
Compared to the years Jiang Hong and the others had lived through, Jiang Yun's life was very short-only a mere forty years or so. He was nothing like the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor and the others, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, their lives long enough to form an ancient history.
Yet this brief life of his had been dazzling enough, filled with mighty waves and sweeping tides.
As Jiang Hong listened to Jiang Yun's account, a gratified smile remained on his face. Though he had already learned most of Jiang Yun's experiences from him after the Azure Nether Tower returned, hearing Jiang Yun tell the story himself stirred fresh feelings.
"Our Xiao Yun has grown up. Not only are you powerful, you're quite good at attracting girls, too." Jiang Hong's weathered yet gratified voice rang out as he looked at Jiang Yun teasingly.
"When I have the chance, I'll bring them to meet you." Jiang Yun chuckled at his words, refilled Jiang Hong's cup of fragrant tea, and spoke casually.
"Good, good, wonderful! Yun'er, you've established a family and a career. Even if your grandfather died the very next moment, I'd have no regrets." Jiang Hong stroked his beard