The oppressive clouds over the Slaughter Hall, due to the little demoness's antics, instantly turned into a sea of laughter.
Latecomer Ning Fan was utterly speechless; he was delayed as he spent time before the ceremony drinking at the seventh-generation's solitary grave.
How could he have known that today there would be a group of mischievous friends causing trouble, making it difficult for his coronation not to become infamously chaotic.
However, it was quite amusing... The ox whip, dragon corpse, Chun Palace Diagram—these people worked hard to liven up the atmosphere.
Ning Fan didn't even realize that a smile had emerged at the corner of his mouth.
His heart was warmed with the feeling of home; only when family gathers together can there be such joyful chaos and freedom.
Perhaps years from now, he wouldn't forget everything that happened at today's emperor coronation, already etched deeply in his mind as a precious memory...
