The eldest room scowled and nodded, glaring at Cui Wenda's father:
"Look at the good son you've raised!"
As he spoke, he was about to capture Cui Wenda back with a thought but suddenly froze.
"What is this scoundrel doing?"
In the ancestral hall, as everyone's thoughts emerged, they all 'saw' outside the main courtyard of the Cui Family, seeing Cui Wenda kneeling under the signboard of the "Cui Family."
They saw him lighting the censer and bowing towards the burner.
Thin smoke curled upwards.
He kowtowed ten, a hundred, a thousand times, yet nothing happened.
"Seems like he's gone mad," some Cui family members shook their heads and sighed, and Cui Qingyi smiled, "I'm going to see the ancestor."
"As for my nephew?"
"Let him keep bowing," the woman swayed and left. The ancestral hall fell silent for a moment, and outside the Cui Family courtyard, the young man continued to kowtow.
Once, after another.
......
The Dragon Boat.
