"Whoever becomes our son's master, please take good care of him, for he is a bright child with a good heart. Now please allow us to initiate the coming-of-age ceremony for our son, Feng Tian."
With that said, both Feng Liang and Feng Yue took a step aside and the faint yellowish glow of the growing dusk glistened within Lucian's eyes. At the same time, the subtle smell of all kinds of flowers enticed Lucian's mind.
His neighbors, whom he had seen once or twice, owned a flower shop next door, letting the entire street flood in their fragrance.
As Lucian took a few steps ahead and reached the doorstep of his house, he could finally see the crowd ahead. In front of his house, there weren't just one or two, but tens of people gathered in complete silence.
