"Thank you for the meal!"
In the brief moment of confusion and stupor of everyone present, a clear sound of clapping resonated.
Huai Zhisu smiled and expressed gratitude to the sacrificial offering in front of her.
——Thank you for the hospitality!
She had finished eating.
Did she lose focus? It seemed like she overlooked something, but she couldn't recall what it was, probably just a detail? Perhaps?
With such subtle perplexity, all the spectators couldn't help but applaud the magnificent comeback before their eyes!
Only Guo ShouQue remained frozen in place, maintaining a posture of bowing.
Once he confirmed that the divine intention which descended here had quietly departed, cold sweat finally began to seep from his forehead, dripping onto the table.
Accumulating into a scruffy puddle.
His legs were trembling...
Did he really, like his ancestors, personally present a sacrifice to a revered God? In his lifetime, did he actually preside over a perfect Tai Lao ceremony?
