Qin De looked at the black-robed youth in front of him, who bore such a striking resemblance to his own son, yet that astonishing strength... One only had to look at the ashen-faced Second Elder of the Jiuyan Sect to understand. But the feeling that sprang from deep within his spirit was very clear.
"Yu'er," Qin De finally called out.
"Father King, I've finally found you," Qin Yu's face, too, bore a hint of excited smile. However, having cultivated to his current level, there were very few things that could cause such fluctuations in Qin Yu's spirit.
Feng Yuzi also struggled to swallow twice, ecstatically saying, "Little Yu, could you really be the legendary Qin Yu?"
Seeing Qin Yu's strength, he began to believe it a bit.
Qin Yu turned to look at the people in the restaurant, frowning slightly, before saying affectionately to Qin De and Feng Yuzi, "Father King, Uncle Feng, let's leave here first, and then we can talk at leisure."
