"The Demon Ancestor befriends me, and though we are strangers, He is the Ancestral God while I am but an ant. Meeting on the river of time, He wishes to collaborate with me. Is it for my future, or something upon me... Brother Yu Hen can ponder carefully, what is the Demon Ancestor thinking?"
Why, after those words.
When Kong Yuhen looks again, the figure before him is not just a mere youth but seems transformed into yet another Ancestral God.
He smiles knowingly, and they both sit at the starry chessboard, across which are several supreme Ancestral Gods and the few ambitious and capable Ten High Nobles striving for supremacy.
"Returning a favor, I, Xu Xiaoshou, have always been such a person."
"Few in the five regions, even Ancestral Gods, recognize me, yet I know my worth as I sail along the river of time."
"This is not boasting, merely stating a fact."
