章 1550: Sword Saint Meng's Temper

"Indeed, there's no mistake about this!" Sword Saint Xing roared in laughter, his delight showing clearly on his face.

Ever since his son disappeared, they had traveled far and wide in search of him. The past twenty years had not been easy for them at all; they had lived in trepidation, uncertain of the fate of their child. It was fortunate that the heavens had not abandoned them yet—they had managed to find their child in the end!

Furthermore, not only had their child managed to grow to become an outstanding individual wielding power stronger than them, the students that he had groomed had also become powerhouses of the Master Teacher Continent. With such a son, what more could they wish more for?

All of a sudden, they felt as if they were the most blissful people in the world.