Three people, three figures. Their clothing is very ancient, with no record of such garments on Earth.
Two of the figures are male, and one is female. One man's entire body emits a golden glow, while the other figure seems stronger, radiating a water-blue hue all over. The woman's face constantly carries a happy smile, very beautiful and loving.
At the appearance of the three, Ye Hao quickly retreated a few steps and cautiously asked, "Who are you, seniors?"
"Oh, the language of ancient Huaxia?" The pretty woman with the happy smile softly asked.
"I am a Huaxia person. Who are you, seniors?" Ye Hao guessed they might be the legendary Hera, the goddess of marriage, and the other two are Apollo, the Sun God, and Poseidon, the Sea God.
"Hehe, hello, friendly Huaxia descendant. I am Hera." Hera extended her ethereal right hand and then placed it on her left shoulder.
