The grandstand was a boiling sea of humanity, the air thick with the chaotic mixture of shrill gasps and heated debates.
Shuang Zhixing, however, gripped his fists so tightly his knuckles whitened. Hot, uncontrollable tears streamed down his weathered, wrinkled cheeks. He watched Chu Xuan, who stood with his hands behind his back upon the Life-and-Death Stage, his chest heaving with violent emotion. The effortless way Chu Xuan had crushed the Ping Family, combined with a cultivation level far beyond what his age should permit, confirmed the most staggering suspicion deep within his heart.
"It is... who else but the bloodline of my benefactor could possess such world-shaking talent!"
Chapter 40