Chapter 90: The Ancestral Business of the Troublesome Sect

Dong Lei rubbed his nose, puzzled, and backed out of the room, but not without throwing one last longing look at the sauced pig's head on the altar.

What did she have in common with a sauced pig's head?

Seems like the wife has flipped out again! Unable to find an answer, Dong Lei automatically categorized this as one of his wife's whimsical fits.

Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu sat aside, watching the ceremony. They watched the two carrying three sticks of incense approach, and saw their plump young son solemnly trailing behind Xilou, making Gu Changsheng's lips curl into a slight smile.

Zhou Mu, quick as a flash, tapped her arm and gave her a warning look.

Gu Changsheng looked at Zhou Mu, puzzled, asking with his eyes—what's wrong? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?