"Don't crowd me! I just want one look!"
At the end of the corridor outside the main hall, an outrageously conspicuous splash of orange struggled to poke half a head out from behind a pillar. He lowered his voice, but could not suppress his irrepressible energy. "Is Eldest Brother really going to Great Zhou?!"
The words had barely left his mouth when someone grabbed his collar from behind.
Yun Tianluo waved his folding fan, his smile gentle, his grip anything but. "Stick your head another inch forward, and you won't need to go to Great Zhou just yet. You can visit the ancestral hall first."
"Second Brother, let go! I only wanted to ask one question!" Yun Jinglei struggled twice without breaking free, leaving him no choice but to cling stubbornly to the pillar, his orange hair bobbing wildly in the morning light.
"You already asked one question just now." Yun Baojian stood coldly behind him, holding the Sword Casket, his expression as impassive as ever.
That remark drew a snort of laughter from the corridor.
Leaning against the carved railing, Yun Zui arched an eyebrow and said with a leisurely smile, "The Azure Cloud List is a stage for youngsters like us. But if the Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice really draws in the ancestral vein origin pool, the Immortal Emperor's Ancient Seal, and the Immortal Venerables of the various clans..."
She shook her wine flask. "Then it won't be a stage. It'll be a pit of fire."
"So what if it's a pit of fire? If I don't go, who's going to scout ahead for Eldest Brother?" Yun Jinglei's orange hair shone fiery and bright, just like the young man's sincere heart.
He pointed at the others beside him, sounding a little aggrieved. "Look here, you lot. I was