At this moment, several stewards exchanged glances.
In each other's eyes, there was a touch of solemnity.
Soon, a steward dressed as a middle-aged scholar looked at Ji Haoyuan and said politely,
"May I ask, young friend, which elder's disciple are you?
You carry the elder's token, is there an important matter?
Or perhaps the elder behind you has instructed us with something?"
Clearly, these words were full of probing intent.
Ji Haoyuan naturally understood this.
But he came here to reveal his identity, so he did not hide anything and directly replied,
"To the several seniors, I am from the line of the Celestial Essence Ancestor, coming from the Southern Wilderness Realm, holding the ancestral token to return to the sect gate."
"What?"
Upon hearing Ji Haoyuan's words, several stewards were obviously startled.
But shortly afterward, a hint of confusion appeared in their eyes.
After all, the era of the Celestial Essence Ancestor was indeed a bit too distant for them.
