Moria walked towards the cabin hesitating for a moment before asking the subordinates following behind him to back off.
The elf he was about to meet was a fellow elf who had gone missing thousands of years ago from the Guardian Lineage.
In terms of status and seniority, Moria could not afford to offend them.
"As expected of the Guardian Tree Lineage, it feels like facing the Divine Tree itself." Moria touched the wooden ring in his hand, a tool made of a branch bestowed by the Divine Tree.
It was an essential tool for elves to find the Guardian Lineage, capable of discerning the presence of their kin. Especially when facing a Guardian Lineage elf with the aura of the Divine Tree.
In fact, this was because Li Changhe was carrying an officially prepared branch of the Divine Tree, intentionally misdirecting Moria with it.
Knocking gently on the door, a crisp elven language echoed from the room.
"Come in."
