His gaze was razor-sharp, giving off the feeling of a vicious, venomous dragon.
Simply sitting there filled people with dread, as though he carried an authority that made no one dare approach him.
Beside Ye Wucan sat a somewhat gaunt-looking old man, who gave off an eerie air.
He too was an Emperor-level expert, though still one small step shy of the pinnacle. He wore a cloth robe patterned with white leaves and green willows. He was none other than Liu Shizeng, head of the Liu Clan and vice manor lord of Willow Leaf Holy Manor.
Willow Leaf Holy Manor had always been jointly honored by the Ye Clan and the Liu Clan.
Generally speaking, the position of manor lord rotated between them.
There were exceptions, however. For instance, the previous generation's manor lord had also come from the Ye Clan. And the reason Ye Wucan could continue serving as manor lord was naturally because he was far stronger than Liu Shitian.
Across from the manor lord and vice manor lord sat an old man and a young man.
Both wore ice-colored robes. The younger one was a man in his twenties, with an innate sharpness about him.
The older one radiated surging waves of chilling cold...
Clearly, they were discussing something.
Just then, Ye Wucan spoke with a smile. "Brother Cold Dragon, I'll summon my nephew here right away."
If Sikong Jing had been here and heard Ye Wucan's words, he would certainly have guessed who this old man in icy robes was.
He was none other than the Cold Dragon Patriarch of Dragon Controlling Mountain—the man who had once gone to the Eastern Plains and seized a Qianyuan Fragment Map. Back then, Dragon Controlling Mountain had dispatched two Patriarch Venerables to the Eastern Plains to hunt down Su