Madam He, sitting beside the Old Dowager, heard this and a benevolent smile appeared on her face.
"Shen Han, it's not that the Shen Family doesn't want you to participate in the Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering.
Even though it's not a formal competition gathering, performing poorly there is somewhat shameful.
In this generation, only your elder brother Shen Ye participated in the Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering and ascended the Thousand-Autumn Steps.
There are many siblings in your generation; look, which other junior has spoken about attending the Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering?
It's one thing to lose your own face, but we fear the Shen Family might lose face as well."
Madam He spoke at length, expressing the Shen Family's dilemma in her words.
"The time is near, and the qualification to participate in the Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering may not be possible..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Yun entered the ancestral hall, saluting the dignitaries in the high seats.
