The young man did not turn immediately, contenting himself with following with his gaze a spiritual bird passing in the distance. He finally inclined his head slightly to see a servant running toward him, his face bathed in sweat and marked by obvious nervousness.
"I bring you... the patriarch's words..." stammered the man upon reaching him.
"Father? Not interested..." replied the young master in a drawling voice.
"The Patriarch says you should compete... for the position of heir of the Supreme Dao Sect," continued the servant, whose hands were trembling.
He knew that the young master of the hidden Sun family was famous for his rebellious nature and impulsiveness, traits that were matched only by his extraordinary talent.
The young man let out a brief laugh.
