Chapter 532: Nothing but an Empty Title

The ancestral hall of the Yale family was bustling, while the back courtyard lay desolate-no one set foot there. Out in the courtyard, Granduncle Gomez lounged on a reclining chair made entirely of huanghuali rosewood. The chair rocked back and forth, slow and easy, and he looked thoroughly at peace. He had a good sense of what was happening at the ancestral hall and had already made his peace with it. A guard came in from outside and said, "Granduncle Gomez, one of the clan heads is here to see...