"Nephew Hong?"
Celestial Venerable Xiahuang was able to move again. As if completely unaware of what had just transpired, he looked at Hong Yu in confusion.
Hong Yu looked down at the shattered statue in his hand, a look of determination in his eyes. "Your Majesty, I've seen my father!"
"Oh?"
Celestial Venerable Xiahuang froze, his eyes filled with adoration and excitement. "Did... did Brother Honghuang say anything?"
Hong Yu smiled and shook his head, changing the subject. "Your Majesty, Father asked me to send you his regards."
"Hm?"
Celestial Venerable Xiahuang raised an eyebrow. He knew Hong Yu must have something he couldn't speak about, so he didn't press the matter. He sighed with emotion. "Brother Honghuang's methods are truly inconceivable!" He studied Hong Yu seriously, and after a moment of hesitation, said, "Nephew Hong, come with me!"
Celestial Venerable Xiahuang placed a hand on Hong Yu's shoulder. With a ripple in the void, their figures vanished.
