Clan Chief Ya was genuinely infuriated, glaring at Clan Chief Lin, and it took him a long while to find his words.
"Hmph, Ya Enxi, without a clan crest, you will be stuck in this village for life!"
"What is a clan crest?"
Lin Caisang blinked, feeling like she had heard a new term.
What is a clan crest and what is its use?
She had traveled to many places outside but had never heard of a clan crest. What was it for?
"A clan crest is usually not necessary. It would be recorded on your identity disc, indicating your family lineage. For individuals without a family lineage, it could be troublesome if they are required to prove their identity to government officials when outside the village."
"However, one can easily solve these problems by spending some silver at the government office. It’s not a big deal."
That’s equivalent to saying nothing. Is it the case these days that one can get anything done by spending a little silver?
"Oh, I thought you were going to suggest that if there is no ancestral record, then we should just create one. Turns out it’s that simple," she shrugged her shoulders.
At her words, Clan Chief Ya was fuming with rage.
Create ancestral records as she pleases? Does she think a family is as cheap as green vegetables and radishes, available in whatever quantity she wants?
"Ah, Clan Chief Ya, what do you need from me?"
Lin Caisang loudly acknowledged, then playfully looked at Clan Chief Ya and asked.
"What, does Clan Chief Ya think that I’m speaking nonsense? There’s nothing wrong with my suggestion. If there’s no ancestral record, just create one. Isn’t that great? It’s such a powerful thing to do. You can proudly tell your descendants about what you did. Doesn’t that sound prestigious?"
This Lin Caisang really has the most eloquent mouth he had ever encountered.
"You... you... let’s leave," he decided, and grabbed Ya Yuju to depart.
As Ya Molian was present, Clan Chief Ya didn’t dare say any harsh words. As he left with his tail between his legs, the young men brought along by him exchanged looks and finally turned their eyes to Ya Molian.
However, Ya Molian ignored them completely as if they didn’t exist.
"All right, nothing more to see here. Everyone go back."
Ya Enxi waved them off.
"Brother Molian, if that’s all then I’ll head back as well. Beidou is waiting for me at home."
Ya Molian gave a nod, then turned to Clan Chief Lin.
"Clan Chief Lin, I’m counting on you to keep an eye on Caisang. With what happened, the Ya Clan will certainly stir up trouble."
"Don’t worry. I won’t let them cause a huge disturbance."
Clan Chief Lin sent him a reassuring glance. After exchanging a few words with the couple Lin Laogeng, he also left with his people.
"Sister, are you feeling better?"
Once everyone was gone, Lin Changhong came to his sister’s side and asked.
"I’m feeling a lot better now," replied Lin Caisang.
"Let me help you rest," Ya Molian spoke up.
Since the courtyard was filled with Lin family members, he didn’t just pick her up and carry her towards the room, but instead helped her to the living room and helped her to sit down.
"Grandpa Laogeng, Grandma Qiubo, I apologize for all the trouble caused today because I didn’t handle things well."
"This wasn’t your fault," Lu Qiubo waved away his apology, clearly not blaming Ya Molian.
Ya Yuju being so thick-skinned, considering what she shouldn’t, and coming over to act high and mighty in someone else’s house, was a sight Qiubo had never seen before in a girl.