As the escape light dispersed, Cai Liu Ying and Duan Tianmang appeared atop the white clouds and spoke in unison:
"Greetings, Ancestors. We have completed the reception task and have come to report back!"
"Mm. Which Fellow Daoist has arrived? Did you show any discourtesy?"
Old Madam Sha, who had not spoken since the assembly began, asked in a hoarse voice.
After all, when the Teleportation Hall's steward had reported earlier, she had learned that the visitor had come specifically to request an audience with her.
"This..."
For a moment, Cai Liu Ying did not know how to answer. Forget proper etiquette—judging by Duan Tianmang's actions, they had certainly offended the other party already.
"Answer whatever Senior Sha asks you! Why are you hemming and hawing?!"
Seeing her like this, a beautiful woman of the Crystal Race among the group immediately spoke with displeasure.
"Reporting to the Ancestors, this visiting Mahayana senior is none other than Luo Hong, the foreign guest elder who suddenly disappeared several centuries ago and who cannot be absolved of responsibility for the death of my elder brother, Duan Tianren!
I beg ancestor Shi and all the ancestors to take my elder brother's years of service into consideration and seek justice for him!"
Duan Tianmang suddenly spoke up. He first cupped his hands toward the Stone Cocoon Clan's ancestor, then swept his sincere gaze around the group, and finally kowtowed three times fiercely.
"Luo Hong? Are you referring to the Luo Hong who forged the Mad Thunder Tribulation-Averting Armor?"
After thinking for a moment, Young Master Weng recalled this fellow who had once stirred up a storm in Cloud City.
"I have heard of this man as well, but wasn't it said that he was plagued by Heavenly Sha and would not live for more than