Did Chu Dong tell you?
Xia Feng’s question caused Chu Kangbo’s expression to change drastically.
This sentence alone explained everything: Xia Feng was the Saint Emperor Great Perfection his elder brother had spoken of.
Otherwise, Xia Feng would not have directly addressed his elder brother by name, nor would he have asked him, "Did Chu Dong tell you?"
Tell me what, Chu Kangbo knew very well.
For a moment, Chu Kangbo stood frozen, unsure of what to say, his lips twitching slightly, a mix of fear and excitement.
The fear stemmed from Xia Feng's strength. This was Saint Emperor Great Perfection, a dream so distant it was unreachable in their eyes. Even ancient texts couldn't capture such a presence, yet here he was, standing before him. Anyone would be unable to calm their emotions.
As for the excitement, it was even simpler.
To have the opportunity to personally meet a Saint Emperor Great Perfection in this lifetime, to speak with him, and to be so close—this was something to be excited about for a lifetime.
It was an honor for all cultivators. Saint Emperor, and moreover, Great Perfection, this was a height they could never reach. Now, to witness it with their own eyes, anyone would be unable to suppress their inner joy.
“Father, what’s wrong?”
Chu Qingyu noticed Chu Kangbo’s unusual state and quickly stepped forward, asking with concern.
The daughter understood her father well. Seeing his altered expression and the slight tremor in his fingers, Chu Qingyu wondered if Xia Feng truly harbored ill intentions towards her.
Was her father so angered by his knowledge of this that he was shaking like this?
This was the only conclusion Chu Qingyu could draw. Otherwise, why would her father be trembling all over with anger?
Meanwhile, Tan Youzhi watched like an audience member. Seeing Chu Kangbo so clearly upset, he felt a surge of excitement.
He had initially thought Chu Kangbo wasn't angry about this matter. Now, witnessing Chu Kangbo's expression, he finally felt at ease.
“Dad.”
Seeing that Chu Kangbo was ignoring her, Chu Qingyu was startled. She took a step forward, grabbed Chu Kangbo’s sleeve, and called out loudly.
Chu Kangbo had been lost in his own world. He hadn't heard Chu Qingyu's calls at first. Only when Chu Qingyu reached him and tugged at his sleeve did Chu Kangbo snap back to reality.
“Qingyu, Dad is fine.”
Chu Kangbo waved his hand, then looked at Xia Feng with great seriousness. Just as he was about to kneel, Xia Feng reminded him, "There are too many people here. Let's go to your residence."
"Yes." Chu Kangbo dared not say another word, even feeling a sense of delight.
After Xia Feng spoke, he turned and left. Chu Kangbo quickly followed.
He then noticed Chu Qingyu standing stunned. He quickly returned, pulled the dazed Chu Qingyu, and chased after Xia Feng.
Chu Qingyu was utterly bewildered.
What was going on?
Just moments ago, she had thought her father was trembling with anger. But observing Chu Kangbo’s behavior, it wasn't anger, but excitement?
Yes, it was definitely excitement.
This was where Chu Qingyu’s confusion lay. Why the excitement?
What was the reason for this excitement?
Chu Qingyu’s mind raced through every possible explanation. Could Xia Feng be her father's illegitimate son?
Otherwise, why would Xia Feng possess the same jade pendant as her?
And why would her father react with such excitement upon seeing Xia Feng?
“Dad, what exactly is happening? Tell me.” Chu Qingyu, being pulled along by Chu Kangbo, could no longer contain herself and finally asked.
“You’ll know when we get home,” Chu Kangbo said, unable to elaborate further, pulling his daughter along.
The journey back was swift, yet Chu Qingyu felt as if she had traveled for an eternity.
Upon arriving back at the residence, she saw her uncle, Chu Dong, sitting in the living room.
Before Chu Qingyu could even greet him, Chu Dong rushed towards them, his expression respectful. To Chu Qingyu’s astonishment, he directly knelt before Xia Feng and respectfully exclaimed:
“Greetings, Saint Emperor.”
Greetings, Saint Emperor??????
Chu Qingyu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Chu Kangbo himself finally understood. As he had guessed, Xia Feng was indeed the Saint Emperor Great Perfection his elder brother had spoken of.
Then, Chu Kangbo also quickly knelt, respectfully bowing, “Greetings, Saint Emperor.”