Ling Chuxi walked unhurriedly to the front of the assessment monument, then bent lightly at the waist to put Little White down by her feet. Then, she rose to her full height and calmly placed her hand into the groove of the monument. She felt a tinge of cold breath exhale across her palm. It was unclear to her what material the monument was made from. All she knew was that the monument had been passed down for generations within the Ling family.
Just as Ling Chunxi went onstage, shadows marked the entrance doorway of the Ling ancestral court. Qin Xiruo, Qin Yumei and their posse had come to observe the tail end of the Ling clan's assessment ceremony since their own had concluded. The Ling family's servants didn't forbid their entrance as the Qins and Lings were known to maintain good relations and even a trend of marriage alliances. Bearing this in mind, of course none of them could prevent any of the Qins from walking in to observe the ceremony.
