Chapter 42: Ancestor's planning

Chen Yan was the first to break the silence. He leaned slightly forward, his eyes fixed on Chen Yuan with an expression that mixed curiosity and expectation.

"The next ancestor..."

He repeated the words quietly, as if considering them himself.

"Have you already decided what kind of ancestor you want to create?"

Chen Yuan did not answer immediately.

His gaze remained on the ancestral tablets at the back of the hall. After a few breaths, his eyes slowly shifted toward the old wooden pillars supporting the ceiling.

"No."

He shook his head.

"I haven't."

Chen Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

"You haven't?"

Chen Yuan gave a faint smile.

"That's why I asked."

He raised one hand.

A faint crimson-golden glow appeared around his fingertips. A moment later, several Flaming Fireflies emerged from the light and slowly drifted toward the center of the table.