Ten minutes later, after a final conclusion from the five influential figures of Jing Cha Secret Organisation had been reached, the meeting ended.
Three out of the five of them had already walked out of the pitch-black room, leaving only two inside. They were master Yien and the only young man in the group, Lu Yi.
“You’re not leaving, Lu Yi? From the look on your face, you seem to have something on your mind, don’t you?”
Master Yien looked at Lu Yi who was sitting opposite him. The dim light that shone on Lu Yi’s face gave away his contemplative facial expression.
Lu Yi raised his head to meet the gaze of master Yien. “I’m thinking about the ancestor of the Lunar Land Sect. I heard that he’s still young, probably around his early thirties. But I do think it’s impossible for him to really be in his early thirties.”