At this moment, watching Gongyang Yu step forward, Chen Mu was the first to cup his hands and bow, with his eyes looking at the old man, a slight ripple in his eyes, he said: "I have long admired the name of Senior Gongyang. Today I finally see the real person."
One blade severing the river, halting its flow for three days.
Blade extinguishing myriad demons, pacifying the chaos of demons.
...
Gongyang Yu is almost a legendary figure in Cold North, his various deeds recorded in the annals, celebrated among the people like folklore.
But after nearly twenty years, until today, he also reached the realm of Gongyang Yu, even surpassing him. At this moment, looking at this old man cutting firewood, it's inevitable that his emotions would wander.
"Worldly fame is not worth mentioning."
