The banquet was nothing grand, merely several long tables set out in the hall.
The items used, however, were fine spiritual treasures.
None of those present had their minds on the feast.
Other than Wu Rong, Luo Du Mountain's rulers consisted only of Yu Shen and Ru Cang at his side.
The Grand Minister of Works had brought only two attendants, who were arranged off to one side.
That old man with a fox's head, however, made Wu Rong look twice more. He could not help sighing over the foundations of these ancient powers. Of the four Dao Lords present, three belonged to the other side.
It was enviable.
The Grand Minister of Works was quite satisfied with such arrangements.
He had no need to throw a lavish feast and announce it to the world. He merely needed to retrieve the man through ordinary means. Otherwise, it might send a signal to the outside world and make others mistakenly think that Taiji Heaven intended to thrust a hand into the matter.
Though his divine abilities were formidable, he had no desire to rashly involve himself in unknown schemes.
The Grand Minister of Works shifted his gaze and said with a smile, "Allow me to introduce him. This is the clan chief of the Tu Shan Clan of the Central Lands."
"This old man is Tu Shan Jingchen." Seeing that the Grand Minister of Works was still determined to push him to the forefront, the old fox had no objection. This had been agreed upon long ago.
All he wished to do now was accomplish a little more for the Tu Shan Clan in the twilight years of his life, so that Tu Shan would not decline in his hands.
"Greetings, Senior."
Everyone saluted him, Wu Rong included.
Wu Rong saw