The fragrance of wine filled the air. After three rounds of drinks, the experts at the Soul Douluo realm or above from the Chen Clan and the visiting delegation leisurely made their way to the Council Hall in a side wing, intending to relax over tea after their wine.
For them, this little wine was merely a side dish, easily handled without the slightest hint of drunkenness.
As the heavy wooden doors slowly opened, they filed inside. The Council Hall was brightly lit, illuminating faces made all the more animated by the wine.
At the center of the row of seats at the head of the hall sat two figures of extraordinary bearing: Chen Zixiu and High Priest Bo Xian'er. Seated side by side, they resembled the most harmonious painting between heaven and earth.
Everyone from Sea God Island was astonished. Why had the High Priest come to the Chen Clan as well?
"Father/Fourth Uncle/Elder Clan Chief, greetings!"
"Your Excellency, High Priest!"
Everyone stepped forward in turn and bowed in greeting.
Only Chen Yu faltered in his steps, a flicker of disbelief crossing his eyes. He murmured, his voice mingling shock and bewilderment, "Mother...?!"
That single word struck like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky, instantly shattering the silence in the Council Hall.
Hearing him, Chen Cong turned toward Chen Yu in astonishment and asked incredulously, "Brother, do you mean... our mother?"
A trace of bitterness seeped into his words. He was past seventy, yet had never met his mother. To him, she had always been an emptiness in his heart that nothing could fill.
Chen Hong, Chen Meng Lin, Chen Wen Chao, and the others exchanged bewildered glances.
None of them had ever known who their Fourth Uncle's wife was, much less had the chance to meet her.