"Hahahahaha, that's my son," yelled Wang Tian, acting as boisterously as his father. However, he did not care since he could not control the overwhelming sense of pride he currently felt.
"What do you mean, your son? That's my son," countered Yu Yan.
"You couldn't create him without me."
"But did you carry him for 33 years? That was all me."
"Alright, I can't argue against that."
Nothing could ruin Wang Tian's good mood. Although he already knew his son's achievement, it was another feeling when the world learned the truth.
"Father, why are you so quiet?"
"Although I am happy that our sect's reputation will reach its peak in countless generations, I'm also worried about Wei'er."
"Indeed. The Di Clan boy is also remarkable since he can achieve such a step," nodded Wang Tian, his previous jovial atmosphere gone in an instant.
