That icy voice echoed through the great hall, and the previously clamorous atmosphere fell silent of its own accord.
Lin Heng's arm around Little Yueli suddenly stiffened.
Dugu Yueli grew a little nervous... because...
The ancestor had arrived!
Following everyone's gazes toward the entrance of the hall, Lin Heng frowned slightly.
Then he sprang to his feet in indignation, True Yuan faintly rippling around him as he shouted, "Who is it?! So arrogant as to dare stop me from rooting up cabbage!"
Yet when that figure slowly walked into the hall, Lin Heng's eyelids twitched wildly several times.
The newcomer was a woman with grizzled hair, yet a youthful and stunningly beautiful face.
She wore an elegant, plain Taoist robe. Her steps were unhurried, and with every footfall, faint Dao rhythms seemed to rise and fade beneath her feet.
Lin Heng muttered, "Well, well, it's even a white-haired one..."
Dugu Yueli stared at him in shock, shooting him a glance, her head full of question marks.
Brother, are you really that bold?!
The Taoist Nun's expression stiffened. Clearly... she had heard Lin Heng's mutter as well.
Fine, fine, fine. This unfilial grandson is actually this disrespectful!!
Those legs absolutely have to be broken!!
Dugu Qingyang followed behind her, leaning on his wooden staff. With an old face pulled taut, he signaled frantically at Lin Heng with his eyes. This little bastard dared say anything!
How rude!
The Dugu Clan members in the hall could not help but wear wonderfully varied expressions upon the Dao Ancestor's arrival.
Dugu Wuwu's previously murderous expression instantly brightened with delight. He thought Lin Heng was finally finished.
Wasn't he arrogant? Didn't he refuse to take me, his uncle-by-marriage, seriously? Let's see whether he still dares root up our family's cabbage in front of the ancestor!