The Yi clan’s residence.

Because of the death of the head of the Yi clan, white cloths hung everywhere and a sorrowful silence filled the residence. 

But in the guest hall, the atmosphere was a little solemn. 

Yi Qiushui sat in the main seat in the guest hall with Yi Qianji beside her. Below were many figures, and it was obvious that all the important people of the Yi clan were all gathered here.    

Zhou Yuan sat at the end seat of the table. He originally planned to rest alone, but after Yi Qiushui persistently invited him to come, he had to come over to take a look. 

He scanned the hall until his gaze finally fell on the lower left side of Yi Qiushui where three people sat. One was a powerful and imposing middle-aged man and beside him were a young man and a woman.

The body of the young man was slender, and he had a handsome face. He seemed to have quite a presence.

Next to the young man was a younger maiden dressed in a red dress. The maiden was beautiful and exuded a youthful...