Emperor Kong, dressed in scholarly clothes, was preaching to three people: Lin Fan, Xu Shi, and his son, Bai Hai. It was a privilege for these three to receive sermons from such a cultivator — except Xu Shi, who had the fortune to receive one from a top-of-the-line Paragon.
Then, Emperor Kong suddenly stopped and looked in the distance with a frown. "Father, is something wrong?"
"He's here."
"Who?"
"The destined one — the one who will end this terrible Era."
"You're talking about Wang Wei?" Lin Fan asked.
"Most likely," Emperor Kong nodded. All information he's learned about Wang Wei showed that this particular destiny went to him, but he could not confirm this fact hundred percent until he met the latter.
"How do you know he's here?" Bai Hai asked.
"I noticed a slight shift to the world's destiny — a sign that fate has started its machination."
"Then, what should we do?" Bai Hai asked.
"Tell me what you think first."
