"This lowly one requests an audience with Ancestor."
Zhao Guyuan knelt on the ground and spoke respectfully.
Chen Wen watched this and said nothing.
Zhao Guyuan's voice echoed endlessly through the entire inner space.
Only after an unknown amount of time did a male voice come from within. "What is it?"
The moment Zhao Guyuan heard it, he hurriedly said, "A guest of our Cloud Merchant Association wishes to meet Ancestor. I ask that Ancestor grant him a chance."
Seeing this, Chen Wen did not dare slight it either. He gave a solemn bow. "This junior, Ye Wuqing, requests an audience."
The male voice spoke faintly. "Bring him in."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Guyuan hurriedly said, "Yes, Ancestor."
Chen Wen, however, was slightly stunned.
Clearly, he had not expected it to go this smoothly either.
Before this, he had even already prepared himself mentally to be refused.
It seemed Luo Yuehan had put in great effort behind this.
A flicker of understanding could not help flashing through Chen Wen's heart.
"Let's go. We'll head inside."
Zhao Guyuan drew a deep breath, then spoke to Chen Wen.
Chen Wen did not hesitate at all and quickly followed.
After entering the courtyard, the first thing they saw was an old man half seated upon the high seat.
The old man looked to have crane-white hair and a childlike face, with long hair casually draped loose, and he wore simple hemp clothes.
Most importantly, not the slightest fluctuation of aura could be seen on this old man.
From the look of him, he was like an extremely ordinary old man.
But Chen Wen knew that things were definitely not like that.
Could someone capable of entering the Inner City possibly be weak?
Even if he had been driven out