Lu Chen smiled.
This smile stunned the dozen or so core members of the Lu family in the ancestral hall. The eldest uncle Lu Yuanming frowned and cursed "Sangmenxing" in a low voice. The second uncle Lu Yuanhe took a step back, as if he was afraid of getting into bad luck.
"Test it." Lu Chen said these two words, then walked to the altar table and stretched his wrist above the birth chart.
Lu Zhenshan was silent for a few seconds and nodded to the elder next to him.
The Great Elder Lu Qingyuan is an old man in his seventies or eighties, wearing a gray robe and holding a copper coin sword in his hand. He walked to the birth chart, recited a series of obscure incantations, and started circling Lu Chen's head with the copper coin sword in his hand.
Lu Chen felt his scalp numb, as if something was drilling into his body. He endured it without moving, watching the runes on his birth chart begin to glow.
