History’s Strongest Senior Brother

e, falling on a mountain peak by the Star Reflecting Lake.

At the same time, he felt a gaze falling on him from that location.
Their two gazes clashed.

The space between the mountain peak by the lake and this isle that was on it distorted at this moment with electricity being born from nowhere.

The originally calm surface of the Star Reflecting Lake suddenly surged.

“Oh?” A rather surprised voice seemingly resounded by Yan Zhaoge’s ear.

He too clearly saw the other party’s appearance now.

At the top of the mountainous rocks and by a dense forest, there was a rather obtrusive old wooden armchair with a dense scholarly air about it.

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Atop the wooden armchair sat a purple-clothed youth with rather pale skin.
He looked very lazy, as if there was nothing which could get his spirits up at all.

At this moment, however, this youth no longer appeared so listless as he looked at Yan Zhaoge through the corner of his eye.

With one look at him, Yan Zhaoge recognised him as the head of the Ten Exalts and the current strongest Martial Saint of the World beyond Worlds, the Upper Exalt Chen Qianhua!

Chen Qianhua too was appraising Yan Zhaoge at this moment.

He had been the first one to arrive, having even beat He Xixing, Fang Zhun and the rest to it.

Chen Qianhua who always acted as he liked just focused on watching the commotion, having no intention of interacting with anyone else.

While he did not reveal his location, he did not intentionally conceal himself as well.

Even so, however, there was no one else who had discovered his presence besides the Brocade Emperor.

Chen Qianhua had not minded this whatsoever as he lazily awaited that beginning of what he was sure would be a good show.

Only when the hemisphere of black and white had disappeared and Star Reflecting Lake had seen the light of day once more, with the Brocade Emperor appearing and Chen Qianhua paying more attention to the small isle in the middle of the lake, had he suddenly discovered that the Brocade Emperor aside, there was also someone else who had detected his presence, even having located him with a single glance.

He immediately gazed back in that direction.

After appraising him and recognising him to be Yan Zhaoge, a hint of a smile involuntarily appeared by the corners of Chen Qianhua’s mouth.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly.

A deep yet pleasant voice resounded by his ear now, “In having been able to deduce Chen Qianhua’s location, you are indeed not simple.”

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Retracting his gaze and looking over, Yan Zhaoge saw that the Brocade Emperor was currently gazing towards him too.

Facing the Brocade Emperor’s gaze, Yan Zhaoge’s heart jolted slightly as he could be even more sure that while this Emperor might appear normal, he was currently in an extremely unstable state just as he had predicted.

“At this moment, he is probably locked in an inner battle with himself at every single point in time.”

Yan Zhaoge thought, “His unfeeling and feeling sides have really split apart and become opposed, merely being in a subtle equilibrium for now as neither has been able to clearly grasp the upper hand.”

The Brocade Emperor’s current state was one that Yan Zhaoge least wanted to see.

Whether it was feeling or unfeeling, both had a general way in which they operated which one could be certain of.
There would be methods and ways with which to interact with them.

Now, however, there were too many variations that were really difficult to predict.

Far away on the mountaintop, Chen Qianhua showed no intention of approaching as he was instead smiling happily.

“This trip was not a wasted one,” He now rejoiced, “Right, just like this, it’s only interesting like this!”

Despite knowing that Chen Qianhua was there, the Brocade Emperor had a calm expression on his face at this moment as he just looked mildly at Yan Zhaoge, “While I wanted to meet you since way back, it happened that it was continually delayed as I have only gotten to meet you in person today.”

Yan Zhaoge said, “You overpraise me, Brocade Emperor.”

“My little daughter…” The Brocade Emperor smiled, glancing at Meng Wan, “Not this little daughter, but my eldest daughter, Little Red Lotus.”

Little Red Lotus was Fu Ting’s nickname which only her parents could call her, and not any of her other elders.

The Brocade Emperor said, “I must really thank you for helping out when Little Red Lotus was in danger back then.”

Yan Zhaoge cupped his hands, “Sadly, some regrets were still left behind.
This Yan too finds it a great pity.”