After Ye Haochuan's reminder, Liu Xianglan also realized they had been chatting too much. She pointed at the Vermilion Bird on the stele and said grumpily, "The inheritance isn't something I'm giving you, just go and place your forehead against the Vermilion Bird yourself!"
Come on, even if it's not your inheritance, you don't have to use that tone, do you?
Ye Haochuan pursed his lips, knowing better than to provoke an angry, beautiful woman, and reluctantly pressed his forehead against it.
In the instant his forehead touched the stele, the Vermilion Bird on the stone seemed to come alive, transforming into a huge golden bird that soared straight into the Nine Heavens.
Everyone in the Imperial Capital could see this spectacle. Many recorded it on their phones, while others knelt down in worship. Most of them just gawked in shock.
