"Ah, you're unaware of who I am yet I've competed with you for so many years already."
It seemed like the young man was lamenting something, but his equally as expressionless gaze gave way to the truth that he truly didn't care whether or not Dyon knew him. He was obviously just as arrogant. To him, Dyon was nothing more than an ant.
It was quite curious of him to have this stance considering the fact his cultivation was only of the Lower Dao Formation Realm. The 3rd Dao Stage, in fact.
"You may not know who I am, but I am well aware of who you are.
"Dyon Sacharro. Born to a family of mortals. Husband of five and father of one.
"Didn't begin cultivating until he was 15 yet didn't enter the Essence Gathering Realm until he was 29.
"Is the successor of the Celestial Deer Sect. The Emperor of the Mortal Empire. And the only one who remains in memory to succeed in building such a large hegemon in a single lifetime.
