Since Duanmu Chou had become sensible, he had taken great pride in his father, Duanmu Xiao Er.
The name was simple, but the man was anything but ordinary.
Even though he knew that the term "Xiao Er" actually referred to a menial worker, utterly lowly in status,
his Xiao Er father was the Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect and the ruler of Yunzhou Land; with just a change of his expression, even the aged dragon of the Ten Thousand Beast Hall would tremble and bow his head.
To put it simply, his father was the unrivaled man of Yunzhou.
It wasn't until he realized something: Yunzhou was not the whole world, beyond it lay eight other states.
The ruler of one of those states was far more formidable than his own father, Xiao Er.
Far too formidable.
He couldn't stand it.
Thus, for the sixteen years since he was four, his heart had no longer been filled solely with the words Xiao Er but also with Central State, Divine Dynasty, Divine Emperor...
