When Will It End?

"Old Mr. Liu, can you pinch my thigh for me to make sure?" Huo Tongtian's face was full of disbelief. "Just to check if I'm dreaming or not?"

"Get lost, pinch yourself!" Liu Bowie scolded with a laugh, but his eyes also couldn't hide the amazement.

"Sister Mingyue, is he really under twenty?" Li Yiru looked at the large number of "statues" in the garden and even stuttered as she spoke. "Could he be some old freak with longevity secrets?"

"I... I don't think so," Shangguan Mingyue swallowed nervously. "But now, I'm not so sure."

Beside her, Shangguan Junyi felt her niece trembling with excitement and couldn't help but look at Zhong Wen in the distance, overflowing with pride.

This is my little man!

"When did the Great Qian Empire produce such a monster?" Master Feng couldn't help but exclaim. "This old man has lived for so many years, he thought he'd seen everything, but today, he's opened his eyes again."