Meng Chuan stood still, listening to the nine salutes of the fireworks roaring, as if echoing the prosperity of martial arts.
Afterwards, Principal Sui on the high platform began to speak, with an elderly and a young person standing beside him.
Meng Chuan knew that those who could stand smiling beside Celestial King Sui must be martial arts Celestial Kings of the same level.
The younger one, Meng Chuan couldn't recognize, his appearance seemed even younger than himself...
If not for the invisible authority around him, Meng Chuan would have suspected this person to be Sui Chunqiu's son...
Meng Chuan's face, long-exposed to the elements, had begun to emit a bronze glow.
Though his features were sharp as if carved, he indeed looked a bit less youthful...
"We are the rugged type..."
Meng Chuan comforted himself.
Besides, where in this world is a twenty-year-old martial arts Celestial King?
The person was clearly a martial arts elder in disguise, while he was purely natural.
