"No way?" Yang Zui asked, half-believing, half-skeptical.
"I don't want to believe it either, but we don't have the time to question what's happened in the past," Ye Hao said.
"Why?"
"Because the era is about to change quickly, and we don't have much time to prepare. Our only preparation is to take up the legacy left by our ancestors and be ready for the era change so that we don't ruin our homeland," Ye Hao said seriously.
"Haha, are you talking about a novel?" Yang Zui thought it was too far-fetched to be possible.
"Don't believe it?" Ye Hao snorted.
"Of course I don't believe it."
"Then don't bother looking for Emperor Yang's legacy. I'll go tell your dad and let him go instead." With that, Ye Hao stood up to leave.
"What? You're sending Dad?" Yang Zui looked at Ye Hao with confusion and asked, "Are you sure you didn't say it wrong?"
"Let your dad go, and later when your father's abilities soar, don't envy or be jealous," Ye Hao said.
