Feng Yun swallowed his pride and bowed his head toward the unknown man with a weird eye. He knew the man was the Emperor of the Tang Empire; in a way, he was someone who replaced his grandfather's position.
"Spare the formal greeting. I have brought a few kids, and they should be around the same level as someone at the Golden Core Realm."
Tang Shaoyang stopped Feng Zhan from doing the formal greeting. He had brought a few kids along with Viona's son, who was technically his stepson, Dean. The young boy who confronted him once during their first meeting.
"He is my son, Dean. He should be enough to test your kids."
Feng Zhan looked at the boy with blond hair and dark complexion. It had golden-green slit eyes, the characteristic of a dragon's eyes, proving this boy truly the Emperor's son.
