General Jiang had actually never met Ling Tianyu, but he still knew about him. The reputation of the True Martial Saint was truly remarkable. Even though not many families and forces within these four realms had heard much about him, now that the Emperor Lineage had secured a place, the fame of the True Martial Saint had spread.
Lan Yudie had no cultivation, she was just an ordinary person, yet she had lived countless years and had grown accustomed to being alone. Now, suddenly going to meet her own son, she felt somewhat unaccustomed.
Nervousness was inevitable.
"You don't have to be nervous," General Jiang said. "The True Martial Saint is a very kind person, though I haven't met him, I still know this."
"You are his mother in his first life; there is some familial bond."
Lan Yudie nodded. Her palms were sweaty with nervousness, feeling both excited and anxious.
She had never thought she would one day see her son.
