This was a very sacred room, almost everything in it was white, filled with numerous pieces of life-sustaining medical equipment, presumably used to maintain the life of Elder Yu. In the center of the room stood a bed, upon which lay an elderly figure, unmistakably the Yu patriarch. Tangyu walked straight up to the old man; even though Elder Yu was unconscious with his eyes closed, Tangyu couldn't help but feel a sudden, silent shock at the strong aura emanating from him.