The young girl didn't know to whom that face of peerless beauty in front of Du Yu belonged.
But just seeing it was enough to make one feel a surge of reverence.
Du Yu: "What is it?"
Yu Miaomiao lowered her head, not daring to look at Du Yu: "Are you... are you going to kneel in worship with us?"
Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "..."
I worship myself?
Du Yu, however, responded quickly: "Sure, I'll kneel. When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
Besides, all fifty-plus of you are kneeling—if I don't, how could I face eating with everyone after...
Gotta say, that rice really is delicious~
Yu Miaomiao: "Okay, then just do the same as us."
"This clansman's level isn't high." Celestial Cyan Porcelain suddenly spoke.
Du Yu: "Hmm?"
Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "On each of the dragon horns, there are five branches.
If the portrayal carved by the Human Race is accurate, then the one who saved the ancestor of the Yu Family back then was a Demon General Dragon Turtle."
