Today, the Gong Family was extraordinarily lively.
Busy moving in and out, there were hundreds of clan members.
The entire Gong Family mansion was redecorated as if for a wedding.
Even the outside was carpeted with red.
It was clear that a distinguished guest was expected.
Today, the family's ancestor, Gong Qiliang himself, had organized a banquet to welcome and cleanse the dust of travel from Fairy Xifeng.
At that moment, he stood outside the main entrance,
looking anxiously towards the distance.
He had already sent the family head, Gong Changjun, along with Gong Tianao and other core members of the Gong family, to personally receive her at the airport.
"Dad, your generation is not young anymore; there's no need to lower your status to greet her. Why not wait inside instead, and let me keep watch here?"
Gong Changliang, standing by, watched his father's excited expression with confusion.
Given his senior generation and his age,
was it necessary for him to wait outside?
