Chapter 8: Genealogy
Early next morning.
Qingyang carried a bit of dazzling light.
Rong Zhi stepped out from the comfortably warm room, wearing a light blue sweatshirt, still loose.
She had a mint-flavored lollipop in her mouth, a trace of drowsiness lingering on her face as she slowly made her way to the hall.
Not a single step went wrong.
Only the men of the Rong Family were in the hall.
After silently finishing breakfast, Rong Fangjun led the group to the Rong Family Ancestral Hall.
The ancestral hall was located deeper in the courtyard, taking roughly ten minutes to reach.
The main door was grand, the plaque above was inscribed by the first Family Head of the Rong Family, serious and upright.
Inside, beams and rafters were beautifully adorned, and by the side hung the lineage’s origins and the clan members’ honors, numerous and abundant, witnessing the Rong Family’s past glory.
Rong Fangjun had his hands cleansed by Lu Zhao, offered incense to the ancestors of the Rong Family, then solemnly brought out the family records, carefully adding Rong Zhi’s name.