"I'll bring him here at once," the Clan Head said hurriedly.
The Ancestor had already confirmed the identity of the wooden token's owner. How could he dare hesitate?
He had never imagined it would be Xuan Yuanjun's credential. No wonder he had failed to recognize something belonging to a senior from such a distant age. Only his Ancestor could have discerned the clues.
He secretly counted himself lucky, too-lucky that he had not driven Huang Xiao away outright. Otherwise, he could never have shouldered the responsibility.
Competition existed everywhere, and the position of Clan Head changed hands as well. If he proved unfit, it was entirely possible that someone else would replace him ahead of time.
After all, hadn't he risen to the position of Clan Head because the Iron Key had been stolen during his predecessor's tenure? The responsibility had been so great that his predecessor had been removed from office outright.
Without the key, even the three Ancestors in seclusion within the Sacred Land might not have been able to come out.
Fortunately, Zhu Fenglin had brought back this Bronze Key, allowing him to reopen the Sacred Land.
That was why he had rewarded Zhu Fenglin handsomely.
If he failed to recover the Bronze Key during his tenure, then, as time passed, he would probably have had to surrender his position as Clan Head as well.
"This junior, Huang Xiao, pays his respects to the three Seniors." Huang Xiao bowed respectfully.
He had not expected the Clan Head to bring him into the Zhu Family's Sacred Land, let alone to meet three elderly men here.
Judging by the Clan Head's respectful attitude toward them just now, these three were probably the Zhu Family's true Ancestors.
"You may leave," the elderly man on the left told the Clan Head.