Myriad Demon Valley

Seven days later, in a teahouse at Puyang Ferry by the Taiping River, seven strange figures sat around a long table. Some drank tea in silence, while others rested with their eyes closed. The quiet was suffocating.

Among the seven were young men and women dressed like scholars, followers of Buddhism and Daoism, and even some who looked like wandering martial artists.

If not for the illusion concealing them, merely having these seven sit at the same table would surely have drawn the attention of the endless stream of passersby outside.

From sunrise, the seven had remained seated until sunset. As the bright moon rose high overhead, a man and woman finally emerged from the illusion.

"My sincerest apologies. My sister and I have kept you waiting!"

The moment Ye Chong appeared, he cupped his hands toward the seven and apologized.

Luo Hong glanced up and recognized him as the Ye Family cultivator whom he had taught a lesson before, a member of the Great Jin Imperial Family.

The dignified young married woman beside him was presumably Ye Jue, Ye Chong's younger sister, whom Dong Lijun had mentioned.

"Brother Ye need not blame yourself. We agreed to meet within seven days, and night has only just fallen. Brother Ye is not late."

Yi Xitian smiled faintly and gestured for the Ye Family Siblings to sit beside him.

Ye Chong nodded in response, but did not sit down at once. Instead, he looked toward Luo Hong, who had just set down his teacup, and said:

"Brother Luo, my junior relatives offended your beloved disciple before. It was truly due to my poor discipline.

After that day, I ordered them to remain confined and reflect on their mistakes. I hope Brother Luo can let bygones be bygones."

"Since Luo has already punished