"I am your father!"
In essence, that's what Chen Yuan's words meant.
The surrounding atmosphere froze, seemingly suspended in time for a moment. Jiang Xue widened her beautiful eyes, trying to discern if the person before her was indeed the renowned Holy Martial Emperor, Chen Yuan.
But... her cultivation was insufficient, unable to see through the Sixth Realm Immortal's concealment.
Moreover, her familiarity with Chen Yuan was only from conversations between her father and mother, who spoke of how she was once held by the Human Emperor, securing an engagement. But how many years had it been since then?
In the past decade or so, the Human Emperor disappeared from public view; the Empress and the dukes collectively managed the state affairs. Her memories bore barely any impression.
The same was true for Chen Cheng, who stood dumbstruck nearby.
Could it be... that they ran into their father?
