Once Qian Renxue learned that Qian Daoliu was in the Worship Hall, she immediately pulled Xiao Yun toward it.
Only after the two had vanished from the guards' sight did someone ask the commander curiously, "Commander Qian, who was that person the young mistress brought with her?"
The commander surnamed Qian immediately snapped, "Don't ask what you shouldn't. Knowing things you shouldn't know is no blessing."
After passing through several side gates and corridors, they stopped before the dark doors of an enormous golden palace.
The doors opened on their own as Qian Renxue approached. She stepped over the threshold and stopped just inside. Seeing Xiao Yun studying the Worship Hall, she immediately caught his hand, pulled him into the hall as well, and continued forward.
Although it was nighttime, the Worship Hall was somewhat brighter than the corridors.
As Xiao Yun crossed the threshold, he immediately sensed gazes landing on him from several different directions at once. Most carried an unmistakably scrutinizing edge.
Xiao Yun swept his gaze around and found the Worship Hall's six Consecrators arranged in two rows along either side of the hall. Some stood on the left and others on the right, their positions staggered, but each maintained a safe distance from the others that allowed room to observe and move.
Golden Crocodile Douluo stood near the front on the left, with Mighty Lion Douluo farther down from him. Azure Luan Douluo and Feathered Light Douluo stood opposite the two respectively, while Demon Subduing Douluo and Thousand Jun Douluo stood on either side near the entrance.
Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu sat in the seat of honor at the far end of the hall. He neither rose nor spoke.
As Qian Renxue walked into the hall holding Xiao Yun's arm, the gazes on both sides shifted