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As soon as Wang itao spoke.
Wang Shihai imdiately rolled his eyes. Over the years, he had long regretted it deeply. That Zhang Zijin Ticket from my Fourth Uncle back then was supposed to support him...
But it ended up benefiting Wang itao, that detestable girl.
However, Wang Shihai was mostly aware that with his personality, if he’d gotten that Zhang Zijin Ticket, he would have squandered it on food and drink. Only a detestable vampire like Wang itao could make the most out of those funds.
While they were speaking.
By the Flying Palace Station, the waiting Wang Family reception personnel had already approached.
The leader among them was a tall, elegant young man who bore a six to seven tenths resemblance to Patriarch Wang Shouzhe.
He quickly approached, warmly smiling and cupping his hands, saying, "It’s an honor to welco all Southern Desert Clan mbers, my apologies for not greeting you from afar."
This young man was none other than the current Young Clan Leader, Wang Zong’an.
Now, Wang Zong’an was already sixty-five years old. However, due to his successful cultivation and the support of his powerful Wood Bloodline, his physical functions remained very youthful and vigorous.
"Greetings, Fifth Uncle Zong’an, why did you trouble yourself to welco us?" Wang Shihai hurriedly and respectfully returned the greeting. He had stayed in Ping’an Town for many years and was very familiar with the Wang Family’s peers.
"There’s no need for such formalities between us," Wang Zong’an smiled and supported him. Back when Xin’an Town was being opened up, they had once tead up to clear fierce beasts, so they were not strangers to each other.
In any noble family, the identity of the Young Clan Leader has always been quite special. It represents the family’s order of succession and future expectations, as well as the family’s reputation.
When it cos to welcoming young noble guests, if the Patriarch appears, it seems too grand. But if an elder is sent, it feels rather incongruous. Thus, the Young Clan Leader actually shares many responsibilities with the Patriarch in family affairs.
Generally speaking, having the Young Clan Leader co forward is already of high specification.
Following the normal etiquette, Wang Shihai began introducing the visitors from the Southern Desert Wang Family. Apart from an elder at the Celestial Human Realm with the generational na Zong, the rest were the younger generation of the Southern Desert Wang Family.
Take Wang itao, for example. Although she looked young, she was actually nearly sixty years old. Originally, the family had not planned for her to co to Changning. It was by tagging along with Wang Shihai that she managed to find a way to be brought over.
"This is Wang Anli, the third son of my eldest brother, Wang Shishan." Wang Shihai introduced a young man.
"Anli greets Fifth Grandpa Zong’an." Wang Anli courteously saluted.
Wang Shishan is currently the eldest son of the direct lineage and holds the identity of Young Clan Leader. Naturally, his third son is also a direct lineage descendant. His position in the succession ranks of the family was above Wang Shihai’s.
Then the young ones were also important direct lineage descendants of the Southern Desert Wang Family, the future pillars of the family.
The reason for sending such a lineup this ti is because the Southern Desert Wang Family holds the Changning Wang Family’s future in high regard. It allows the young people to gain experience and knowledge and also enhances mutual familiarity.
Beside the Young Clan Leader Wang Zong’an was his eldest son, Wang Shizhao.
At this ti, Wang Shizhao was already in his forties.
After many years of cultivation and training, he had begun to manage so core industries in the family. He inherited his father’s elegant and steady deanor and was ticulous and courteous in dealing with people and affairs.
After welcoming the Southern Desert Wang Family, Wang Zong’an let Wang Shizhao take over, arranging accommodations and rest, and leading so core figures to et Patriarch Wang Shouzhe.
In the days that followed, these Southern Desert clan mbers were fully entrusted to the eldest grandson Wang Shizhao and so core household generals.
anwhile, Young Clan Leader Wang Zong’an continued overseeing Dingpu Port and the Flying Palace Station. Whenever distinguished guests arrived, he would greet them and then arrange for different family mbers to be in charge based on their rank and status.
For instance, when it ca to ordinary Seventh-Grade Noble Families, those responsible for entertaining were the family mbers with the generational nas Shi or An among the direct lineage. More illustrious Celestial Human Families were welcod by elders with the generational na Zong.
Noble Families have to conduct affairs with such thorough attentiveness, leaving no room for error. Otherwise, it is easy to breed discontent, with people thinking that the Wang Family is being rude and deliberately putting them aside.
At the sa ti.
In Wang Shouzhe’s small courtyard.
This small courtyard, after several expansions and renovations, had grown much larger than before. However, the overall layout remained the sa as it was originally.
Especially his and Liua Ruolan’s living quarters, which remained just as they were at the ti of their marriage.
People are like this; the older they get, the more nostalgic they beco.
The early autumn sunlight was very clear.
Wang Shouzhe reclined on a lounge chair, squinting at the sun while vividly recounting the story of Zhu Bajie carrying his wife from Journey to the West to several children.
He had been telling this story for over sixty years, accompanying one generation after another of children growing up in the family.
Now, perched on Wang Shouzhe’s stomach with wide, round eyes, the clever little sprout was his youngest great-grandson Wang Anrui.
He was only four years old this year, and his father was Wang Zong’an’s second legitimate son, Wang Shihao.
"Great-Grandpa, Great-Grandpa, why does Zhu Bajie carry his wife?" Wang Anrui asked in a babyish voice, "Having a wife is very annoying. Daddy says that ever since he married Mommy, he’s been controlled tightly every day and has no energy."
"Uh..." Wang Shouzhe’s mouth twitched; he could always hear so strange and peculiar things from these little darlings.
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