'From now on, this place will belong to another family. Even if I can come back to visit, it will only ever be as a guest.'
Catching a glimpse of Cen Xuyi standing beside Ling Changqing out of the corner of his eye, Cen Wen Zhong felt a little better. 'As long as my daughter is favored, the Cen Family's future prospects won't be too bad after all.'
Fifteen minutes later, the fleet of Tianzhou Skyboats arrived at the clan headquarters, slowly descending onto the massive plaza.
The Cen Family had already arranged a grand welcoming procession. Tens of thousands of clan disciples, dressed in brand-new brocade robes, were lined up to greet the guests. There were also tens of thousands of female clan members in colorful dresses. The plaza was shrouded in rosy mist and auspicious light, presenting the image of a blessed immortal land.
