Kong Family Courtyard.
In the deepest secret chamber of the old ancestral hall.
A few elderly men with heads full of silver hair sat inside with solemn expressions, as if they were waiting for some news.
The elder positioned lower down kept fiddling with his beard, looking a bit uneasy.
"Old Third, at such an age, yet you still can't stay calm!"
The head elder, Kong Lao Da, opened his mouth to reprimand.
"Elder Brother, I always feel that this matter is being handled imprudently."
"When the news from the Young Ancestor came, we got too anxious and didn't carefully think through the pros and cons."
Kong Lao San appeared somewhat anxious at this time, his eyes occasionally glancing outside.
"What do you mean? Do you intend to defy the orders of the main bloodline?"
"Have you forgotten the honor of the main bloodline? Have you forgotten what kind of existence our ancestor was?"
