Meng Yu spoke calmly, and with polite certainty.
His voice wasn't even lowered, so those outside the tent could hear.
"..."
Zhuge Caihua looked at Meng Yu, wanting to say something, but found herself unable to speak.
Indeed, not long ago, an analysis of Meng Yu's combat strength had yielded a terrifying fact: this man already possessed the power surpassing that of Foundation Establishment!
"True Lord, I am now imprisoned in the Immortal Sect, sentenced to a thousand years.
I have made a mistake and created a rift with the Immortal Sect. In this way, am I not your most suitable disciple?
If you do not forsake me, I wish to acknowledge you as my adopted father.
Adopted father, I am your son!"
Meng Yu's voice was filled with calmness, and he spoke these words with sincere intention.
