"The ancestral rule is true, as long as we see the Shennong Ding, I'll be the first to support it, and anyone who opposes it will have a problem with me," Yan Nan assured boldly, shaking his beard as he spoke.
Yan Shan glared at him, then turned to face Lin Tian: "Xiao Tian, let them have a look, but just for the thrill; these old fellows won't give up that easily."
Lin Tian found it amusing; when he talked about the old fellows, wasn't he including himself?
However, Lin Tian didn't say anything; he stretched out his hand, a faint green glow passed by, and a medicine cauldron appeared on the ground, its body a dark green with flame and cloud patterns, ancient and mysterious.
Lin Tian sensed the old men's eyes shining brightly, making the whole hall seem lighter, and with a whoosh, everyone crowded around it.
"Hey, don't push, don't push, let me see first..." Yan Nan and a group of old men jostled around while yelling.
