Nobility? F*ck that!
Chu Yu could finally understand now.
Ming Hui, Song Qing, Yue Yin only told him now because this was the right time.
He had the right to know, but everything was in the past!
No matter how glorious it was, no matter how deep the grudges were, everything had been lost in the trenches of time.
They only told Chu Yu all of this to give him the knowledge to make a sound judgement.
It was to let him understand what had to be done!
Whether he was the Son of the Emperor or just any earthling, he was just a young man!
He had a choice, a choice on how these people should be dealt with.
The past was the past, Chu Yu understood that.
He flew towards earth.
In China, Yan jing City.
A broadcast was live on the giant screen in the heart of the city.
The host was a beautiful Chinese lady, who was visibly nervous.
Her guests were too queer.
Firstly, all of them were Saints, the word itself drove fear into her heart.
Secondly, there were all young, they were far too young!