The stands surrounding the Zongheng Valley's arena were eerily quiet; every member of the Wang Clan remained silent.
Since ancient times, establishing moral order within the family has always been the top priority; yet no one spoke up to scold the younger generation for challenging their seniors, which in itself was a form of support.
Youth are always forgetful; you cannot expect a group of people in their twenties to remember historical events from ten years or even longer ago.
To them, Wang Chan was just a name, even though in the past, Wang Chan traveled the world and brought great honor to the Wang Clan.
But the sad truth about role models is that they are not allowed to fail; once they do, no matter how high they were once held, they fall just as hard.
A Saint Child, who, while wielding a powerful weapon of the southern heavens was almost shattered by an unknown wandering cultivator, and had to rely on the Ancestor's Dharma Body to barely save his own life,
