In the faintly cold early morning, a desolate feeling unlike any before flowed through the quiet interior of the Ye Family's territory.
The once lived-in family estate had been completely emptied. Nearly a hundred branch-family members, plus the medical personnel who had chosen to relocate together with the Ye Family, formed a square formation of around five hundred people.
Like a well-trained army, the formation gathered silently within the clan grounds, waiting for the family heads arrayed at the front to issue their orders.
At the very front, with Ye Xiaoxiao at the lead and Qi Feng and Ye Lingling assisting her, they faced the group, waiting for Quan Yi and Huo Wu to arrive.
Just as the sky had barely brightened and the warm sunlight had dispelled some of the cold air accumulated overnight, the faint shadows beneath everyone's feet suddenly deepened and linked together, forming a vast expanse of black shadow.
The clan members who noticed what was happening stirred with a little unrest.
Ye Xiaoxiao immediately called out, "Don't panic. They're our allies."
With the authority the Patriarch had built up, along with the powerful mental composure of the Ye Family's clan members themselves, they soon calmed down.
Physicians were more familiar with life and death than ordinary people, so this was hardly strange.
After the Patriarch's reminder, they began to watch the changes in the shadows.
They saw the shadow, which had spread into a black circle, eerily shoot black lines toward the wall at the side, dyeing the stone wall into a pitch-black wall as dark as ink.
That strange black wall, filled with a watery charm, rippled in waves beneath everyone's astonished gazes.
And through that layer of ripples, a tall man and woman with extraordinary bearing passed through the stone wall and walked