Northern Zhou Land.
Inside a spacious tent.
The High Priest was clad in black clothing, a black robe, donned a white felt hat, and wore a string of dark brown Buddhist beads around his neck. His stature was tall, and despite being over four hundred years old, he showed no signs of aging, resembling a man in his prime.
"The day you two brothers emerged from closed training, you were destined to make your name known to the world. It's a pity that on the day the Kong Family was exterminated, I was held back by the Alliance Leader of the One Yuan and couldn't return in time, leading to the sudden disappearance of the Kong Family's ancient lineage. I am truly ashamed, restless day and night. But fortunately, fate has not abandoned the Kong Family. With you two, the Kong Family will surely rise and shine like never before."
The High Priest spoke with a sigh, looking at the two figures in the tent.
