Chen Yan glanced around and sighed, then took a pile of items from the box.
Black satin cloth, arranged in three folds stacked in character formation.
A plate of gold foil papers folded into ingots and gold and silver utensils.
A black-background dragon and phoenix wedding invitation, sprinkled with silver powder.
Neatly arranged ingot candles.
First, he carefully placed a prepared plaque that read [Chen Sect's Seventeenth Generation Only Son Jue].
Then Chen Yan offered the ingot candles, facing the southwest eye of the formation, holding a candle, and with a flick, a flame arrived, igniting the candle.
Once the plaque was properly worshipped, Chen Yan solemnly kneeled and bowed.
"Chen Family's descendant, Chen Yan, offers worship to Father Venerable!"
After three bows, Chen Yan stood up and took out a stack of paper from the box.
Upon closer inspection, they were all black-paper cutouts of double happiness!
