"We come to pay our respects to the True Monarch!"
Dozens of high-ranking members of the Ancestor Altar and Condensing Dao Practitioners bowed in unison.
Among them were Shi Changhua and Li Qin, causing Zhuangzhuang to feel bewildered for a moment.
At that moment,
he truly understood the status and identity his elder brother possessed.
Chen Yuan was indifferent to these formalities and told everyone to rise and sit down.
Then, Shi Changhua spoke first,
"May I ask, True Monarch, if you came from Qiugong City a year ago?"
As soon as these words were uttered, the entire place fell into dead silence.
In the ancient altar, nearly a hundred torches burned fiercely, lighting up the entire place brilliantly.
At that moment,
the dozens of high-ranking Ancestors felt a chill running through their bodies.
They sat quietly, not daring to make even the slightest sound.
Li Qin, not far from Chen Yuan, looked at him with eyes full of shock.
