The sixth Prince of the Imperial Clan squinted his eyes and stared intently at Lin Yaoyang, his small eyes clearly filled with intense wariness and shock.
"To think she has awakened her wings... Do you remember how long ago it was since the last head of the Lin Family awakened their wings?"
"The last awakening of the wings... It has been two hundred years from now," a man in a white tight-fitting garment said in a low voice.
"Two hundred years ago, huh... It seems the head of the Lin Family of this generation is about to experience a brief period of glory once again."
The sixth Prince was the first to stand up and turn to leave, not bothering to watch the remaining ritual.
Although his behavior was rude, no one had the leisure to pay attention. Everyone's focus was entirely captured by the father-daughter duo of the Lin Family at that moment.
Lin Hao was slowly advancing towards Lin Yaoyang, who was suspended in mid-air.