Qianye’s thoughts drifted about. He only heard half of the old man’s words while the remainder just floated past his ears. The scattered scenes, pieced together, formed a rough narration of the story between the Song clan and Elder Lu. Back then, he had stepped into the divine champion realm quite early and was considered a character with potential for taking the next step. However, he made no progress at all after hiding his surname and entering the Song clan.

That wasn’t all. After realizing that his elder brother would enter the Great Maelstrom to train, he used their brotherly relationship to force the man to guard the Heavenschild Pasture.

Such a brother truly made one speechless.

Qianye’s thoughts were naturally reflected on his face. The old man said, “It’s difficult to say whether it’s a loss or a gain for me. I was only able to step past the divine champion threshold and keep forging ahead by utilizing the treasures of the Great Maelstrom. I only reached a bottleneck around ten years ago. Speaking of which, most of the merit goes to things like this wine here. But my success and failure is all dependent on the wine, I progressed by relying on...