The Ancestor seemed to consider Zhou Yan's face and did not continue to chastise Zhou Wangchen and the others, but instead sensed Zhou Yan's vital energy and was very pleased, saying,
On this matter, he was also very satisfied that the family could cultivate such talent.
Hearing the Ancestor's words, everyone's expressions once again became extremely odd, and Elder Xing finally couldn't help but stand out.
"Ancestor... there is something that, as a disciple, I dare not hide."
Elder Xing stepped forward, facing the Ancestor and feeling himself as insignificant as an ant.
The Ancestor stood there casually. From a distance, he didn't feel much, but as he got closer, he immediately felt the other party like a mountain, and himself, like a tiny ant at the foot of the mountain.
The more he felt this, the more uneasy his heart became, but this matter had to be made clear.
