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Lankai Commandery · Lankai Main City · Northeast Noble District
Dusk settled quietly, staining the long bluestone street a deep gray. High walls stood like silent sentries, their upturned eaves carving bold silhouettes against the last light of day.
The vermilion gates of the secluded mansion stood closed. Its heavy bronze doors, bearing the Yellow Emperor clan's hammer motif, exuded a solemn dignity in the dim light. Stone lions crouched motionless before them, their austere presence held in quiet reserve.
Yellow Emperor Tang Residence · Clan Head's Study
On a copper lampstand, the candle flame danced restlessly, casting wavering patches of amber light over the books and documents stacked on the ebony shelves.
The clan head, Tang Jigen, sat upright before a broad desk. His presence was as deep and still as an abyss, yet all that gravity now gathered in the furrows between his tightly knitted brows.
By the conventions of the Soul Master World, the head of an eighth-grade noble clan was a Soul Douluo. He was a level 85 Soul Douluo.
One finger pressed against the edge of the gold-stamped visiting card on his desk, as though he meant to pierce the paper and probe the weight hidden within.
Across from him, his father and the former clan head, Tang Jinghe, sat half-concealed in the candlelight's shadows. His white hair looked dusted with frost. One gaunt, bony hand gripped the visiting card signed "Seven Kill Sword Chen Clan," while his eyes remained tightly closed and his body utterly still.
"Father," Tang Jigen began, his low, respectful voice stirring a faint ripple through the mingled scent of Pine Soot ink and old paper, "this matter..."
Tang Jinghe's eyelids shifted slightly, but he did not open them. "The person who delivered the card... did