Su Yu took the Man Faced Demon Spider and was about to turn to leave when the Dragon Duke suddenly spoke:
"Young friend Su Yu, might we step aside for a few words?"
Though somewhat puzzled, Su Yu nodded.
The two walked side by side deeper into the dense forest. Only when Snake Granny and Meng Yiran were completely out of sight did the Dragon Duke stop.
The Dragon Duke's expression grew solemn. He actually bowed deeply to Su Yu, his tone carrying a respect he could hardly conceal:
"Dragon Duke Meng Shu pays his respects to His Highness the Holy Son!"
Su Yu stopped short, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
Indeed, just moments ago, Dragon Duke Meng Shu had remembered where he had seen Su Yu before.
Six years ago, Spirit Hall's Saint Son Coronation Ceremony had shaken the entire Soul Master World.
Su Yu, only twelve at the time, had fought eight prodigies from different factions alone, establishing his formidable reputation as the Saint Son with thunderous might.
The Dragon Duke had seen him from a distance back then, but Su Yu's face had still been youthful. Now that he had shed that immaturity, the Dragon Duke had failed to recognize him at first.
Su Yu's gaze shifted slightly. "You have mistaken me for someone else, senior. I have no connection to Spirit Hall," he said calmly.
The Dragon Duke merely smiled, unsurprised by his denial, and lowered his voice:
"Your Highness, there is no need to conceal it. I was fortunate enough to attend the coronation ceremony myself!"
"Your Highness fought eight prodigies single-handedly. That magnificent display remains an undefeated legend passed down throughout the Soul Master World. How could I mistake you for someone else?"
He paused, his tone becoming even more earnest.