"Feng'er."
Yun Qingya's voice came from outside the door. "There's someone from the Ancestral Dragon Tribe here saying they want to see you."
Ancestral Dragon Tribe?
Yun Luofeng raised her eyebrows. "Okay, have them wait for me in the main hall. I will come in a moment."
...
At this moment, inside the main hall, a young man wearing a cyan robe was anxiously pacing back and forth, his eyes filled with worry. Suddenly, he caught sight of Yun Luofeng and Yun Xiao walking toward him under the moonlight, and a glint flickered through his eyes.
"Miss, you must be Miss Yun."
Yun Luofeng's sight landed on the cyan-robed man. "Did you rush here from the Spirit God Continent for something?"
"It's like this…" The cyan-robed man's face was pale. "Yu Tian and his cohort of old men invaded our Ancestral Dragon Tribe and imprisoned our tribe leader. They are saying that unless Miss Yun goes to see him, they will kill our tribe leader."
