"You are… the Martial Lunatic?"
"Elder Tianwu?"
Master Rong and Huahuo's eyes widened in disbelief as they gazed at the person before them. From that shabby and unkempt countenance, they could faintly make out some familiar shadows.
Time had passed too long, and ordinary people could no longer recognize the true face of the beggarly elder. But as the two heads of Aolai Country, who had lived over a hundred years, their era was not far removed from that of Elder Tianwu.
Even back in the day, the Vice Leader frequently crossed swords with him, their battles so fierce that the heavens and earth would shatter. They knew him to an extreme degree.
This was a man to be feared; a man who dominated an era with overwhelming power, crushing everything in his path, undefeated by any foe. Even the Vice Leader had suffered defeat at his hands.