Inside the Ouyang Family's secluded ancestral hall, the flickering candlelight intertwined with the rows of ancestor tablets, creating a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.
Ouyang Lin was still wearing the mourning clothes from the funeral a few days ago. Kneeling for so long had long since made his knees lose all sensation. His hollow, lifeless eyes stared fixedly at the ancestor tablets like two dried-up wells.
Suddenly, Ouyang Lin let out a cold laugh. Why was he even kneeling here?
Chapter 400