"Ah…" Master Yun sighed and showed bitterness in his face. He said, "To be frank, one year ago, when my son was dying, Monarch Ye saved him… He didn't say anything about it… He never asked for anything in return… He saved my heir. I am already shameless not to return this great favor to him. If I raised my weapon against him… Anyway, I can't do this. I can't fight our savior… Brothers, forgive me. No matter how it will end, don't tell me the result."
Master Ju sighed and humbly started talking. "Well… There is something… I didn't know how to say it…"
The others asked, "What is it? Why are you so serious?"
"Well… I don't know how to start… In fact, I got to know it only a few days ago. My grandson… About half a year ago, he hit himself, and he has to seek for help from the Hall of Life and Death… Well… In the end, he joined the Monarch's Hall… The son of the future chief of my clan… Gosh… I am ashamed to see you in the eyes again, brothers…"
