"This is what Sheng Jin palace's master wants. Child, you can go now. You do not need to know the reason. As long as you know that whatever you are doing is for the Wei family, for Wei family's three hundred years of honor, that's enough."
The child slowly retreated and disappeared. The sunlight shone into his room through the door, giving the room a red hue.
Wei Jing came out from behind the back hall and walked to Wei Guang's side. Wei Jing wore a dark green robe and had a cold, icy stare and saluted indifferently, "Uncle."
"Have you prepared everything?"
"You don't have to worry, uncle. Everything is prepared to perfection."
"Okay." Wei Guang turned around and faced the ancestral tablet to burn incense. With his expensive robe dragging on the floor, it rolled up the incense ashes.
