"Grandfather!" A hastily voice emerged from the void, causing Meng Qianqiu's imposing figure to tremble and exclaim, "Tianxing!"
The voice of his own grandson was unmistakable to Meng Qianqiu; it was definitely Meng Tianxing's voice, something no one could possibly mimic.
Meng Qianqiu's Dharma Eye opened, searching through the void.
In the distant void, ripples resembling water waves appeared. These ripples suddenly burst like a giant bubble.
Two figures emerged, one of them unmistakably Meng Tianxing.
"Tianxing, you..." Meng Qianqiu's voice abruptly stopped as he saw a young man with a slight, insincere smile standing behind Meng Tianxing.
It was clear that Meng Tianxing was under this young man's control, unable to move of his own free will.
Meng Tianxing looked at Meng Qianqiu with a pained expression, appearing helpless and somewhat aggrieved, which made Meng Qianqiu's heart ache even more.
