"Ancestor, above me, please accept the bow of your unworthy descendant, Zhao Dingshan!"
As he spoke, Zhao Dingshan knelt down solemnly and bowed his head in a grand gesture.
Meanwhile, he spoke emotionally while bowing, "For many years, the young and old of the entire clan have fervently awaited the return of you, honorable ancestor. Today, upon finally seeing your jade-like countenance, true to the Dragon Seal and Phoenix Demeanor, radiant like an immortal!"
Zhao Sheng had long become immune to such meaningless flattery, so he replied in a calm tone, "I dislike mundane formalities, so you may rise."
"Yes!" Zhao Dingshan responded, immediately standing up tall, respectfully standing aside.
