The Yi Family's hall was quite spacious, but there were not many furnishings—nothing more than the usual items for receiving guests, with at most a screen added in a corner.
This time, however, all those guest furnishings had been removed, and a jade dais had been added in the middle of the room.
The dais was not particularly high, only about half a meter or so, with two chairs placed upon it. A young man sat on each side, one on the left and one on the right.
Between the two chairs was a small tea table, with tea, melons, and fruit set on it.
In front of the dais stood an incense table. In a black tray atop it lay a honeycomb-like stone the size of a human head.
The incense table was secondary. The key was that dais, which gave off an unmistakable air of looking down from above.
Half a meter really was not high. Forget True Immortals—even a child could climb onto it. But the meaning it contained was anything but ordinary.
The two young men showed not the slightest reaction to the group that entered.
One was leisurely sipping tea, while the other had his eyelids lowered, no one knew what he was thinking.
Subconsciously, the three True Immortals from outside families released their perception—not divine sense, just pure perception.
Sweeping outsiders with divine sense was impolite, not to mention that these two men's manner clearly marked them as anything but ordinary.
In just an instant, the three sensed that these two seemed to have no aura at all.
The two True Immortals of the Kong Family stepped forward, first cupping their hands toward the stone. "Greetings, Origin Ancestor of the Yi Family."
Then the two cupped their hands toward the dais as well and