The door was suddenly pushed open, and Chen Hui walked in with several others.
Behind Chen Hui were four men and one woman.
An old woman, two young men, and two middle-aged men.
The moment they entered, I clearly sensed a trace of demonic aura.
But that demonic aura was very faint, emanating from one of the young men.
I could not sense even a hint of demonic aura from the two middle-aged men, the old woman, or the other young man.
Just like Gray Ten Han last night, it seemed that the "Immortals" here, having received offerings of incense, could suppress their own demonic aura quite effectively.
As soon as they entered, Chen Hui introduced them.
"Senior Song, Brother Jiang.
This is our family's old Immortal, White Hui Granny.
These three are all White Immortals from my Bai Family altar: White Four, White Thirteen, and White Nineteen."
After saying that, he pointed at an ordinary-looking young man.
"This is a friend of mine, Lu Feng."
We were not particularly interested in who they were, nor did we remember their names.
Master had already risen to his feet, and I stood up as well.
After the introductions, White Hui Granny, the leading old Immortal of the Bai Family, smiled.
"Young man, we meet again."
"White Immortal!"
I cupped my fists and greeted her.
Master stared at her without speaking. White Hui Granny then smiled at my master.
"Fellow Daoist!"
At the mention of my master, she cupped her fists.
Master returned the gesture.
"Old Immortal, since you invited my disciple and me here for this meal, there must be a reason, right?
Why not speak plainly?"
"Fellow Daoist Song is straightforward! This old woman will not beat around the bush.
This young man carries a body full of baleful energy.