Once Xi's father finished speaking, a subtle, deathly silence descended upon the ancestral hall for several seconds.
Du Anrao, meanwhile, practically did a kip-up, instantly alert and energized.
*[Impressive! Xi's father really has a way with words. Especially that part about swearing an oath—hahahaha! If Cousin Xi were to actually swear those oaths, would Heaven's Will really strike him down with a bolt of lightning like that time at the B-University snack street? Or would our ancestors be so enraged they’d flip their coffin lids and come looking for him in the middle of the night?]*
Chapter 401