The sedan drove into the territory of the Long Family in the Imperial Capital. The butler had been waiting for a long time. The courtyard with its grey-green bricks and dark tiles was being gilded by the sunlight, and the bronze ring in the mouth of the fierce Taotie pattern on the vermilion gate gleamed. Above the lintel, the plaque bearing the characters "Long Manor" radiated a weathered patina—this was the very foundation of the Imperial Capital's Long Family.
Seeing the sedan stop, two guards in black suddenly dropped to one knee. Although the other did not bend his knee, a low dragon chant unique to the Dragon Clan escaped his throat: "Greetings... Immortal Hu."
When the scent of sandalwood mixed with ambergris rushed out from the main hall, Hu Yuan had already been led to the hall supported by eighteen coiled-dragon pillars. The Dragon Throne at the top was empty, and seven white-bearded elders sat on the master chairs on either side. When the elderly man in black robes at the far left opened his eyes, vertical pupils flashed within them: "Consultant Hu has quite an imposing manner, actually keeping us old fellows waiting?"
Chapter 437