It was as if, in his eyes, Qin Yang was not even worth his emotional investment.
"You're Qin Yang?"
The old man's voice rang out.
His voice was not loud, even a little hoarse, but it carried an unquestionable authority, like a golden rule, and his words were law.
Every word seemed to carry an invisible pressure, striking one's heart.
If someone were to have a weaker will, they might lose their composure and kneel in submission simply upon hearing his voice.
Qin Yang did not answer his question, but calmly asked a question in return.
"Sun Wujun?"
He sensed a bloodline aura from the old man that was of the same origin as Sun Wu Hui's, but more refined and powerful.
Based on the information that Sun Yu and others had inadvertently revealed earlier, and the strength that the other party was displaying at this moment, their identity was already obvious.
The only remaining ancestor of the Sun family, Sun Wujun, who is at the peak of the Great Sage Realm!
Upon hearing Qin Yang call him by his name, a barely perceptible hint of surprise finally flickered in Sun Wujun's usually placid eyes.
But he quickly regained his indifferent expression, seemingly unconcerned about how Qin Yang knew his identity.
In his view, none of these things matter.
The result is what matters.
He looked at Qin Yang as if he were looking at a slightly stronger ant, and said in a condescending tone:
"Young man, your talent is indeed remarkable."
"To reach such a level at such a young age, and even... to kill that good-for-nothing Wu Hui, is a rare feat in the entire Great Xia Dynasty, and even in the long history of the past few hundred years."
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