Upon seeing Han Yu walk directly into the gale without employing a single defensive measure, the expressions of the onlookers changed, their minds racing.
They couldn't tell if Han Yu truly didn't understand the terrifying, destructive power of the gale in the Land of Trial, or if he was simply confident enough to ignore it.
Han Cheng's brow furrowed slightly. As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father. Although his duty to be impartial as the Clan Leader had prevented him from giving Han Yu much care over the years, he had always kept a close eye on him.
He couldn't shake the feeling that Han Yu had changed ever since he returned from his long journey to find followers.
He had become someone his father could no longer understand.
Take this Ancestral Trial, for instance. To any onlooker, it was a clear suicide mission. But Han Cheng knew his son was no fool.
Yet, he simply couldn't figure out what gave Han Yu the courage to undertake the Ancestral Trial.
