At the very front of the seating area, Qian Xunji sat beside Ah Yin, whose face was streaked with tears.
"Xiao Feng isn't even here yet. Why are you crying?" Qian Xunji raised a hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Ah Yin's eyes.
"I'm just a little overwhelmed," Ah Yin said with a sniffle.
"Overwhelmed by what? That Xiao Feng has grown up?" Qian Xunji said with a smile. "Don't cry, don't cry. Once Xiao Feng arrives and the succession ceremony begins, you'll have plenty to cry about."
Ah Yin gave Qian Xunji a reproachful look at that, then said, "Xunji, you're awful."
"Hahaha." Qian Xunji laughed. "Xiao Feng and Xiao Xue have both grown up. Look at Xiao Xue over there."
Ah Yin followed his gaze. Qian Renxue, Dugu Yan, and the others were all there, sitting together.
They chatted and laughed among themselves.
"How about we go traveling once Xiao Feng finishes the succession ceremony?" Qian Xunji asked with a smile.
"Mm-hmm." Ah Yin nodded gently.
"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xue and Xiao Feng are both eighteen, and now Xiao Feng is about to become Pope."
"It feels as though I only gave birth to them yesterday."
Ah Yin spoke wistfully. She did not know why she felt like crying so much today. Perhaps she was feeling sentimental, perhaps she was moved, or perhaps it was both.
It was the feeling of seeing the children of the family finally grow up.
"Hahaha..." After comforting Ah Yin, Qian Xunji murmured to himself, "Eighteen already. Xiao Feng is about to become Pope. Time really does fly..."
Meanwhile, Qian Renxue and the others were deep in a lively conversation.
"Brother Xiao Feng is going to become Pope, and there are so many people