Qin Yun knelt down on one knee and respectfully saluted his ancestor who was sitting behind the desk.

The ancestor who was making tea nodded slightly and glanced at him.

Qin Yun suddenly felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his body, chilling him from head to sole. It seemed that his whole body and soul had been seen through by the other party, and there were no more secrets to hide.

If his soul and mind were not strong enough, he would probably lie on the ground on the spot and not dare to move.

There was a flash of light in the ancestor's eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed at the futon placed in front of the table: "Sit..."

With a certain amount of awe and a certain amount of restraint, Qin Yun knelt down on the futon.

This basic etiquette was taught by the clan deacon who brought him in on the road. If Qin Yun didn't know it in advance and sat down cross-legged carelessly, it would be equivalent to treating himself as an equal to his ancestor.

"Drink tea..."

The ancestor pushed a cup of brewed tea in front of him, his voice as calm as water.

Qin Yun quickly took it with both hands: "Thank you, ancestor!"

He didn't know why his ancestor ordered people to take him to Lingyun Pavilion. If he fulfilled his promise to grant the Nine Sun Mysterious Skills, he could just send anyone down.

There are thousands of children of the Qin family, and with his status and strength, the ancestors sitting across from him are all unattainable.

Is it possible that the ancestor still wants to accept him as his direct descendant?

This idea was so bold and tempting that Qin Yun's heart was beating fast and he felt it was impossible.

While he was thinking wildly, the ancestor picked up the teacup and drank a full cup of scalding tea, and suddenly asked: "Qin Yun, where is your hometown, and who else is there at home?"

"Back to my ancestors, my hometown is in Shangye Village, southwest of Qinghe County. I have no other relatives at home."
Chapter completed!