"Come up." Old Master Ling waved towards his granddaughter and two grandsons.
Suddenly, a soft golden cloud appeared under their feet, carrying their bodies up and floating them towards the altar.
Stepping onto the altar and looking at the kindly expression on Old Master Ling's face, Long Kongkong's outgoing personality immediately shone through. "Hello Grandpa, I'm Long Kongkong."
"Indeed, you look just like your brother. Dangdang told me about your retreat, which is why you couldn't come earlier. Finally, we meet." Old Master Ling chuckled.
Long Kongkong said, "Mum really kept us in the dark for too long. If we had known about you being our grandfather earlier, we wouldn't have bothered trying so hard. Isn't it better to simply be the third generation of the Sacred Legate? By the way, Grandpa, are you a Sacred Legate?"
