THUD, THUD, THUD.
Li Qian stumbled back several steps, his face a mask of terror as he stared at Chen Jinnan. His turmoil was beyond words.
Indeed. This man, who had just passed his fortieth year, had been praised by countless people and was even regarded as a top-tier existence who could possibly stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary Demon Monarch, Chen Hua.
The internal conflict twenty-eight years ago was a disaster for the Chen Royal Family, but a cause for celebration among the other royal families. Chen Jinnan had been crippled, and Chen Hua had been put under house arrest after his rampage. Everyone thought that was the end of it, but then… the king returned.
Not only that, his son, who had been left to fend for himself for twenty-eight years, turned out to be just as exceptional. Not a single mediocrity had ever emerged from their lineage.
