"Tianwen, what are your plans after Core Formation?"
Wang Ruyan looked at Wang Tianwen and asked amiably.
Wang Tianwen was the Wang Family's only Confucian cultivator, as well as the person in charge of the family's branch in the Central Plains. He held a post at the Myriad Immortals Bureau in the Great Yan Dynasty.
Wang Tianwen rose to his feet and bowed. "This grandson will follow the ancestors' arrangements. Our branch in the Central Plains already has over a hundred cultivators."
Wang Changsheng waved a hand and said with a smile, "We're family. Just sit and talk—there's no need for all these formalities."
Wang Tianwen had been deeply influenced by Confucian rites. Whenever he saw an elder, he would bow, even if his cultivation was higher than theirs.
The family was rather casual about such matters. When clansmen met, a greeting and a slightly polite tone were enough, but Wang Tianwen insisted on observing the etiquette due from a junior.
"Yes, Ancestor."
Wang Tianwen bowed again and sat down.
Everyone present smiled knowingly. Wang Tianwen's habit probably could not be changed.
"Tianwen, the Azure Lotus Commerce Association our family established in the Great Yan Dynasty of the Central Plains cannot be left without someone in charge. Our manpower is stretched thin, and we do not have that many Core Formation Cultivators. You should return to the Great Yan Dynasty. There is no rush, though. Stay on Azure Lotus Island a while longer and raise your cultivation by another level before setting out. The family will send more people to the Great Yan Dynasty, and you will have to work hard then."
"It is no hardship. Sharing the family's burdens is this grandson's duty. I will not shrink from it."
Wang Tianwen stood and bowed, accepting the assignment.
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