Bai Feng and the other two knelt in unison, bowing reverently toward the pitch-black coffin placed high on the stone platform. Their expressions were solemn, and their hearts undoubtedly filled with deep reverence.
Jiang Xiaobai stood to one side, quietly waiting for them to finish their worship.
Not long after, Bai Feng and the other two stood up.
"Ancestor, your unworthy descendant Bai Feng brings Bai Yu and Shi Tou, these two children, to visit you. The Spirit Clan has faced a great upheaval, and the three of us standing before you are all that is left of the Spirit Clan. We hope that the ancestor in the heavens can bless our Spirit Clan with a revival."
After speaking, Bai Feng looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "After all, you are not one of the Spirit Clan, so just observe inside the tomb. Do not touch anything here."
Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "What do you take me for? Would I snatch things from your ancestor's tomb?"
Bai Feng said, "You know that's not what I meant."
