Even the five wounded Patriarchs were staring at Meng Hao with looks of awe. His valiant and terrifying performance, and his deadly decisiveness, caused even their hearts to grow cold with fear.
Grandma Meng was there in the crowd, and she was also completely shaken. This was her own grandson who had shocked her over and over again.
"I'm not your Patriarch," Meng Hao said coolly, looking out at all the members of the Meng Clan. "Neither am I Meng Chen. My name... is Meng Hao.
"I'm from the Fang Clan of the Ninth Mountain and Sea." His words caused all of the Meng Clan cultivators to stare in shock. Suddenly, the five Patriarchs recalled a certain matter, and their eyes went wide.
All eyes were on Meng Hao as he began to walk toward his grandmother. People respectfully made way for him, and soon he was standing directly in front of her. An emotional look could be seen on her face as Meng Hao gazed at her softly, clasped hands and bowed deeply.
