It wasn't until the auspicious time was nearly upon them that Huangfu Ruiling finally arrived, with Ye Leng'an by his side.
Huangfu Ruiling's demeanor remained icy, his face devoid of any extra expression. Only when he looked at Ye Leng'an did a hint of tenderness occasionally flicker in his eyes.
Though late, Huangfu Ruiling, being the patriarch, faced no objections or even glances for his tardiness.
Nevertheless, there were always those eager to seize the spotlight.
As Huangfu Ruiling led Ye Leng'an into the hall, Huangfu Jingzhang, seething with suppressed anger, couldn't resist speaking up. "Do you even realize what day it is today? It's the sacrificial ceremony! Coming so late, are you deliberately showing disrespect to our ancestors?"
To him, Huangfu Ruiling's cold countenance was a form of triumph. Everyone else had already arrived, except him.
As the family head, everyone had to wait for him, including his biological parents.
