He was a middle-aged warrior with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, tall and imposing. His name was Feng Haopeng, and he was the current leader of the Feng family in Gusu, a practitioner at the early stage of the Tianyuan realm.
"Nephew Wang Yue, I pay my respects to Uncle Feng," Wang Yue said. He was not someone who lacked manners, nor was he arrogant just because his cultivation level was higher than Uncle Feng's.
Feng Haopeng smiled and helped Wang Yue sit down, saying, "It's been several years since we last saw each other. You've grown so much and become so handsome. It's a pity you're already engaged to the Chen family; otherwise, Uncle Feng would really like to have you as my son-in-law."
"Uncle Feng, you're joking. How are Grandpa Feng and everyone else?" Wang Yue asked.
"They are all doing well. Come on, sit down and let's talk," Feng Haopeng said, inviting Wang Yue into the living room. Suddenly, he sighed.
