At Peng Demon Cliff, by the stone table in the courtyard, two figures sat facing each other.
The woman on the left wore a peacock blue dress with intricate peacock feather patterns embroidered on the hem. A jade hairpin adorned her hair, and her face was cold yet graceful, with a hint of warmth in her brow. She was none other than Chen Sheng's mother, the Peacock Emperor.
The man on the right was dressed in a golden Peng Robe, with a tall and robust stature and a resolute face. A faint golden glow surrounded him; he was Chen Sheng's father, the Peng Demon Emperor.
Both of them held tea cups and occasionally glanced toward the path at the edge of the cliff, clearly waiting for something.
"By the time calculation, Huan'Er should also be arriving."
The Peacock Emperor gently blew on the tea in her cup, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation:
"Since he went to Yin Yang Grotto Heaven to train in seclusion, the times we've met as mother and son can be counted on one hand."
