Xia Mian squinted her eyes, obediently walking over.
However, as soon as she slightly bent her waist, before her knees could touch the ground, one of the ancestral tablets on the altar wobbled and fell to the ground with a thud.
Xia Liang's brows furrowed immediately, and the Great Elder quickly picked up the fallen ancestral tablet, blew the dust off it, and exclaimed, "Oh my ancestor, what do you mean by this? The young lady is an extraordinary genius, able to recognize her ancestry, something our Divine Master had wished for a long time! Don't cause trouble!"
After speaking, the Great Elder casually returned the ancestral tablet to its original position.
Xia Mian squinted her eyes; though she found this incident a bit strange, she didn't take it to heart and continued bending her knees downward.
This time, a gust of wind blew in from outside, and again, two more ancestral tablets fell from the altar.
Xia Liang's brows furrowed even tighter.
