In a tranquil and elegant courtyard, Wan Sanshan sat alone in the pavilion sipping wine, a trace of worry evident between his brows.
At that moment, his eldest son walked into the courtyard and sat opposite Wan Sanshan.
The eldest son, named Wan Tengyun, was tall and burly like a tower, a peak Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse. His martial prowess was quite famous among the high ranks of the Human Clan, and he was acknowledged by the Human Clan as a prospective Immortal Emperor.
"Dad, if you don't want to make a move, then don't. The Human Clan won't be wiped out anyway," said Wan Tengyun, looking at his father drinking gloomily.
"You make it sound easy. When the Human Clan faces peril, if I truly don't make a move, it would be dire for our family in the future,"
"I'm not afraid of battle, it's just that once I intervene, we won't be able to enjoy these peaceful days any longer," sighed Wan Sanshan.
Hearing his father's words, Wan Tengyun scratched his head.
