“Later, don’t go shooting your mouth off. You better stay in this corner and keep quiet.” Michael came over on purpose to remind him.

Since he couldn’t hide his relationship with Levi, he had no choice but to acknowledge him.

That was all Michael could do to prevent him from humiliating other Joneses.

The courtyard within their ancestral home was large enough to accommodate a thousand people.

Hence, representatives from Jones families based all over the world were gathered there.

There was a chair in the ancestral hall was reserved for the head of the family.

On it sat an old man with white hair. He was as thin as a stick and looked as if he could fall anytime the wind blew.

was

Joey Jones. At 123 years old, he was the

senior member of the Jones diasporic families and had

on each side of his seat where Michael, Westley,

the eight most powerful Jones

placed the rest of the thousand participants according

among them. But no one could see him

chair and holding his staff, Joey exclaimed, “Hmm, what an amazing sight! All our descendants are strong and capable. Within Erudia, there are few who

their families from quasi-royal clans to royal families. There are eight

a long and prosperous life. Also, we wish the Jones diasporic families everlasting glory!” Michael and Westley both stood up to

repeated in unison, “We wish you a long and prosperous life. Also, we wish the Jones

tell us one by one what you have achieved in the

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