Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, all the notable members of the Lucas family gathered at Azure Dragon Temple.
In the rear mountain of Azure Dragon Temple stood an ancient building, timeless and austere, housing plaques of the Lucas ancestors, worshipped from the family's zenith a century ago to the present.
The most recent plaque enshrined was that of Madam Lucas.
That plaque was noticeably cleaner and smoother than those of Mr. Lucas and the other ancestors beside it.
After all, Maxwell Lucas, at the temple, wiped it daily for her.
During his bouts of grief-sickness, he would even hold the plaque and murmur to himself.
And today, in front of the Lucas ancestors, Maxwell was going to personally add the names of Theodore Lucas, Nolan Lucas, and Evelyn Lucas to the family tree.
"Bring the family tree…" Maxwell's voice sounded, neither too loud nor faint.
