"So what if I admit it?"
Chen Feng clenched his fists.
"Good, very good." It could be seen that the Elder was very pleased, but he restrained his laughter, probably for fear that the Chen siblings at the entrance of the hall might pick up on something unusual.
"I ask you, are my parents in this holy land?"
Chen Feng asked the question he wanted to know most.
"They are," the Elder responded affirmatively, "Back then, both of them thought you had prematurely died. After the clan stabilized, your parents went looking for Xiao Yichen several times, but he expressly told your parents that you were deceased, leaving them in despairs. Since then, they have resigned from their positions in the clan and have never set foot outside again."
"Can I see them now?"
Chen Feng's voice was low.
