Ji Ning looked at the two prostrating figures, his heart clenching. "It seems my blunder has resulted in them believing me to be the 'Overseer'. I have to be very careful. The first thing I should do is get a sense as to what an 'Overseer' does. I can't let them see through me; that'll put me in grave danger." That exalted aura he had sensed earlier told him that he was a very weak figure, compared to the power of the stone stele.
"It seems they are very respectful to me; their status should be lower than mine." Ning pondered for a moment, then said, "The two of you, report your names."
"This humble one is Eastcricket." The taller man was the first to respond respectfully. His voice was low and deep, and seemed quite honest.
