The banquet hall on the third floor of the Imperial Hotel was bustling with excitement.
"Come, come, grandpa is here with that old gentleman!"
I don't know who actually went outside the door to observe the movement. As soon as he saw Yi Dahong's figure, he shouted in the banquet hall.
In an instant, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
The elders of the Yi family opened their eyes one after another, no longer closed their eyes to rest, straightened their clothes, and stood up one after another.
"Master, he will be here soon. Please be alert, all of you, and stand up to greet Master grandly!"
Yi Dahong was not here, but his three brothers were very attentive, and each of them looked solemn and serious. After some admonishment, everyone in the Yi family immediately became much better behaved.
Everyone was standing in a row, neatly dressed, all with fiery eyes and extremely expectant, eager to see the rumored old gentleman.
"This is it, Master, please!"
At this moment, outside the banquet hall, Yi Dahong's respectful and courteous voice reached the ears of everyone in the Yi family, but made them all hold their breath, not daring to take a breath, and suddenly became nervous.
Where there was any bustle in the entire banquet hall, there was silence instead.
At this moment, even if a steel needle falls on the ground, it can be clearly heard.
Coming, coming!
While everyone in the Yi family was nervous, everyone's eyes were extremely intense. Some juniors couldn't help their curiosity and couldn't help but poke their heads out of the hall.
Snap!
A crisp and loud slap hit the junior on the back of the head.
The young man felt the pain and felt the death gaze from his father. He quickly covered his forehead and stood at attention. The pain made him suppress his curiosity.
"Everyone behave!"
Under a suppressed scolding, Yi Dahong walked into the banquet hall first. Looking at the neatly organized Yi family in the hall, he nodded with satisfaction, quickly stepped aside, with a respectful smile on his face, and immediately made way for him.
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"Master, please!"
At this time, Chen Nan was wearing a green robe, but he still looked like "Xiao Yunlong". He looked very young, in his early thirties, completely different from what the Yi family saw in the portraits in the ancestral hall.
As he entered the banquet hall, everyone in the Yi family had not had time to see his appearance clearly. As if they had been trained, they shouted in unison and bowed respectfully to him.
"The junior of the Yi family has met the master!"
"The juniors of the Yi family have met their ancestors!"
The entire banquet hall roared instantly, and the uniform voices of everyone in the Yi family formed a resonance, echoing in all directions.
At the same time, Song Shuping and the others who had just arrived on the third floor were really startled and frightened when they heard this chorus of shouts.
"What are the Yi family doing? Training in the banquet hall?"
"Master? Ancestor? Young Master Song, the Yi family and others will pay homage to our ancestors again."
Song Shuping and the others blinked their eyes, feeling at a loss and confused.
"Why haven't we seen anyone older than Yi Dahong?"
"Young Master Song, could it be the middle-aged man in green robe?" The young man next to him suddenly had a very bold idea.
Song Shuping was startled, "Impossible, that man looked to be in his thirties, but as you said, Yi Dahong was so respectful to him, the Yi family couldn't really be paying homage to the man in Qingpao.
Year, right?”
Who is the middle-aged man in green robe?
For a time, Song Shuping and the others became more and more confused.
How could a middle-aged man in his thirties be the ancestor of Yi Dahong and the others?
The actions of everyone in the Yi family today are indeed a bit strange.
"Young Master Song, if we want to know who the middle-aged man in green robe is, we have to find a way to contact him."
"Nonsense, I know even if you don't tell me. Oh, by the way, Yi Kexin, that woman must know something." Song Shuping's eyes lit up, looking very confident.
"Let's go. I'll find Mr. Li and the others to invite that woman Yi Kexin out to play."
Song Shuping suddenly paid attention, and he was very happy. He took his younger brothers directly into the elevator and went upstairs.
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At the same time, in the Yi family banquet hall.
After everyone in the Yi family respectfully paid homage, everyone raised their heads and looked over after hearing the voice of their ancestor Chen Nan.
This sight really startled everyone in the audience, and they were all stunned.
Everyone in the Yi family couldn't hold it back and started talking about it.
"What! Master, why is he so young?"
"Is he the ancestor in the portrait in our Yi family's ancestral hall? Why does he look nothing like him to me?"
"Did Grandpa make a mistake? He looks about the same age as us."
"What's going on?"
At this moment, both the elders and juniors of the Yi family were all horrified. Looking at Chen Nan, they felt unbelievable.
"Maybe this is the cultivator."
"Indeed, some ancient books in the family record some rejuvenation techniques. I think our ancestors have already practiced to that level."
"Hey, if that's the case, our ancestor must be too powerful."
For a moment, there were all kinds of sounds in the banquet hall.
At this moment, Chen Nan has become the focus of everyone's attention.
Yi Dahong couldn't help but frown as he listened to the discussions of the people around him. He wanted to interrupt, but Chen Nan raised his hand to stop him.
Chen Nan smiled all over his face and his eyes were kind and kind. "There is no need to interrupt them. It is so lively and the banquet will naturally look like a banquet. If everyone is restrained, it will be meaningless."
"Yes, that's what Master taught me!" Yi Dahong breathed a sigh of relief.
Master, he is still very talkative.
Seeing Yi Dahong being so respectful to Chen Nan, even though everyone was confused, they still believed in Yi Dahong.
Several of his brothers came forward respectfully, clasped their fists and bowed to Chen Nan, showing great respect.
"Master, you really seem to be getting younger as you live."
"Yes, yes, we old guys are really ashamed in front of our master."
"I wonder if you, Master, can tell me the secret of rejuvenation?"
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Seeing Chen Nan being so kind and kind, within a short time, Yi Dahong and his brothers started chatting with Chen Nan, and they became quite close.
Chen Nan's eyes flickered, looking at Yi Dahong and others, and smiled slightly.
After all, these people in front of him are his descendants who followed him back then. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be so close to them.
Just when Chen Nan was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion at a table not far away.
One of the young people from the Yi family spit out blood and fell to the ground, convulsing. This frightened the people of the Yi family next to him and they all ran away.
"Grandpa, it's not good. I don't know what happened to my brother. He suddenly became seriously ill!"
The person who spoke was none other than Yi Kexin. Her face was pale and she was in a state of panic.
Yi Dahong was startled and hurried up with a group of elders to have a look.
"It's the power of the curse!" Chen Nan also stepped forward. When he saw the twitching man on the ground, he frowned and looked very solemn.