Tian Kun hadn't changed much from over a year ago. If anything, he simply had a few more white hairs at his temples.
He gazed at Wu Liangchen's back, a torrent of emotions swirling within him.
Over a year ago, when the young man had left Qing Province, he had already begun to show great promise, but he was still just a Martial Cultivator with an uncertain future. Who could have imagined that upon his return, he would be a titan who wielded the power of the alliance, capable of shaping the world to his will!
Beside Tian Kun stood Tian Zhong Mountain, who was now the de facto leader of the Tian family. He stood with a slight bow, his eyes filled with undisguised reverence and an imperceptible trace of relief.
'He was thankful for his foresight, thankful that he had forged that positive connection when he did.'
