The Privy Chamber was quiet.
True Person Zhuge led Mo Hua before the two Directors and pointed at him. "This is that..."
He had meant to say this was that "memorial tablet," but ultimately held himself back.
"...that Mo Hua."
The two Directors immediately set aside their official work and sized Mo Hua up as though they had spotted some rare "animal," their faces full of curiosity. Mo Hua felt a little uncomfortable, but also a little curious, so he asked:
"These two are...?"
True Person Zhuge introduced them to Mo Hua. "Neither is an outsider. This..."
He pointed to one of them, a steady-faced middle-aged cultivator with sharp eyes, clad in the robe of the Seven Pavilions, the Celestial Authority star gleaming brightly on his chest. "This is Chief Huangfu. He serves at the Celestial Authority Pavilion and also studied at Void Gate in his early years..."
"And this..." True Person Zhuge pointed at the other cultivator, whose bearing was dignified.
"This is Chief Shangguan. He serves at the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion, and he too is from Void Gate."
Mo Hua cupped his hands. "Greetings, Seniors."
That salute gave the two Chiefs quite a fright. Cold sweat broke out on them as they hastily dodged aside, waving their hands in panic.
"Don't, don't..."
They could not accept the little ancestor's salute. If they did, who knew whether it would shave years off their lives.
Mo Hua had no idea that Elder Xun had painted him as a "memorial tablet."
He regarded others as seniors, while they regarded him as an "ancestor."
Seeing how "polite" the two seniors were, Mo Hua sincerely remarked:
"You two Seniors are Directors of the Dao Court Seven Pavilions, holding such high office, yet you are still so approachable. This shows the breadth of your