“By the way, where’s Grandpa?” Meng Jingzhou waited half a day but didn’t see his grandfather. Grandpa dotes on me the most. If he were here, Dad definitely wouldn’t dare to beat me like this.0

“He’s in seclusion. No telling when he’ll emerge.” Meng Potian added, “Alright, no matter what, Little Zhou returning home is a good thing. I’ve ordered people to prepare a meal. Let’s gather as a family.”2

The “family” Meng Potian spoke of naturally included Lu Yang, who had joined at the last minute.4

True to being the cultivation world’s number one ancestral clan, the Meng Family’s wealth was astounding. The table was laden with delicacies crafted from precious ingredients, many of which even Lu Yang couldn’t identify.0

“Come on, help yourself. These are all beneficial for cultivation.” Meng Potian urged Lu Yang not to stand on ceremony and to treat this place as his own home.0

“These are considered delicious?...0