The green hills remain, yet the setting sun has blazed multiple times.
Zhang Fan looked at this former unrivaled prodigy of the Qin Family before him, that scattered black hair now had a few strands of white.
This man, who by age could entirely be considered an elder, actually asked about his mother first instead of the Qin Family's safety as soon as he spoke!?
"My mom!?"
Zhang Fan's eyes widened, staring intently at Prince Qin, his expression gradually turning strange.
He vaguely knew that over twenty years ago, his mother and Prince Qin had a grudge, having numerous battles in Huizhou Province, almost equal in skill.
At that time, Prince Qin had already awakened Divine Techniques, according to the memories Zhang Fan saw, he even met the Thousand-Year-Old Demon, obtaining its guidance, thus faintly pressing down on Li Linglong. Later, if Zhang Lingzong hadn't emerged suddenly, it would have truly been uncertain whether it was fortune or misfortune.
