Chu Mo looked at his father, his heart greatly shaken. His father could actually see through the essence of a holy artifact at a glance—a capability so astonishing it would shock the world if spoken of.
The old man smoking the pipe and the tall thin person were all wearing expressions of shock. They never imagined that their lord, who had been out of sight for many years, had reached such a realm. Initially, they thought their lord might have been completely ruined and had lost heart, not wanting to see his own people. It was only today that they realized that wasn't the case at all.
Yue Qingcheng looked at Chu Tianji with awe, then glanced at Chu Mo and Qi Xiaoyu, a surge of envy welled up in her heart. Considering she was now all alone, she felt somewhat saddened. However, she soon felt that she was actually a very fortunate person. To be able to follow by the young master's side was already a stroke of enormous luck.