The Old Kid

"Yeah, I remember it!"

The Old man's face twitched for a second there but he still remained calm. "If you two are going to get in my way, I won't show you mercy.."

"Look at this kid, he thinks he can challenge us now that he has turned into an old fart." The Storm Progenitor shook his head, "Kid, you are still at the Second Quarter of Ascension Realm. Around the middle stages, if you ask me. That certainly is impressive. But, I can still beat you to death with a slap."

"Wanna give it a try?" He further asked while raising his palm.

The statement sure made the other guy's face twitch once again.

"How many centuries was that ago?" The Old lady asked in surprise. She sure didn't remember it. But, it must have been two hundred or more.

"What happened to you kid? We thought you ended up dead in the Cemetery.." The Storm Progenitor asked, looking at him in curiosity.

"I told you I am not that person.." These guy still insisted on it. He sure was not going down without a fight.