The Clan Leader smiled indulgently and lovingly at Gu Ling, "It's just a ceremony, you just need to wet your lips."
Gu Ling blushed with embarrassment, feeling somewhat ashamed.
Respect for the Clan Leader was instilled in the younger generation of the Gu family from an early age.
The more forgiving the Clan Leader was, the more Gu Ling didn't want to disappoint the elders. She steeled herself to ignore her reluctance.
It's just a strangely concocted drink. At worst, it might give her a stomachache, but it wouldn't be fatal, right?
As soon as the Clan Leader spoke, the clan elders behind him fell silent, but their eyes remained fixed on the girl at the center of the stage without a moment's shift.
Just as Gu Ling was about to down the contents of the silver cup, a clear voice suddenly interjected, "Elder sister, the Clan Leader just said it's merely a ceremony, you don't have to drink it all, just take a sip."
"Which junior is so unruly?"
