The next day, the sky was clear, and the wind was gentle.

Yang Qingshu and the others woke up early, got into the vehicle arranged by the Nawa Clan, and headed to the venue for the ancestral ceremony.

The venue for the Nawa Clan’s ancestral ceremony wasn’t far from the manor, just under a hundred kilometers away on a low mountain.

This mountain is called "Hongzhai Mountain", and there is a Hongzhai Town at its foot.

It is said that after the ancestors of the Nawa Clan left Dragon Country, they settled in this small town.

The ancestors of the Nawa Clan were all buried on Hongzhai Mountain after they passed away.

Every ten years, the Nawa Clan holds an ancestral ceremony.

The last ancestral ceremony of the Nawa Clan was attended by Yang Qingshu’s father representing the Yang Family.

And today, ten years later, it was Yang Qingshu’s turn.

"Old Yang, what are you up to?"

Song Qing noticed that since Yang Qingshu got in the car, he had been fiddling with his phone.

She couldn’t resist her curiosity and asked.

"I’m researching some information!"

Yang Qingshu responded casually.

"What information?"

Song Qing pursued further.

"Of course, information about the Nawa Clan!"

Yang Qingshu pointed to his phone screen and explained, "I only know Old Banhan, Tongtai, Anlin, and their father within the Nawa Clan."

"Apart from them, I don’t know anyone else."

"I need to quickly familiarize myself with them..."

"Oh!"

Song Qing nodded slightly, indicating she understood.

Yang Qingshu chuckled and continued to look at the information he found online.

In the related encyclopedia entries, it is introduced that Old Banhan has four sons and two daughters.

The eldest son is Tongtai and Anlin’s father.

Yang Qingshu had met him twice before, so he could still recognize him.

The second son is a politician.

He had never met him, and he didn’t see him at the party last night either.

The third son seemed somewhat familiar.

It’s the greasy middle-aged man who appeared in the side hall before worshiping Old Banhan.

The fourth son appeared at the party last night, responsible for handling emergencies, the long-faced middle-aged man.

As for the remaining two daughters...

He had not met any of them.

While Yang Qingshu familiarized himself with the Nawa Clan, the convoy arrived at Hongzhai Town.

Originally, Hongzhai Town, aside from the local residents, rarely had outsiders, quite deserted.

But because the Nawa Clan’s ancestral ceremony was about to take place, it attracted countless people to come and witness it.

Among them were locals from Talan and people from other Southeast Asian countries.

Of course, there were also tourists from the Dragon Country.

"Wow, who would’ve thought that even after leaving the country, we’d run into streamers from our country!"

After getting off the car, Ma’s eyes widened in shock.

The convoy passed through the town earlier, and he recognized several familiar streamers.

"Web celebrities are like flies."

"Where there’s something lively, they flock to it!"

Zhao Jinde shook his head helplessly.

He initially thought they’d be the exclusive streamers for the Nawa Clan’s ancestral ceremony.

But he didn’t expect others had already been eyeing this event.

Seeing those streamers smiling and greeting the townsfolk, they probably had been waiting here for quite some time.

"Brother Zhao, are we considered flies too?"

Ma asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course not!"

Zhao Jinde shook his head righteously and said, "We’re proper streamers!"

"Definitely not those chasing heat, disregarding everything!"

"I thought only the Nawa Clan and invited guests would attend the ancestral ceremony!"

"I didn’t expect so many people would come!"

Looking at the crowds bustling along the streets, Song Qing couldn’t help but sigh.

"People love a lively scene!"

Yang Qingshu laughed heartily upon hearing her.

He could understand it, after all, the Nawa Clan’s ancestral ceremony is held only once every ten years.

This lively event is bound to attract countless people.

The venue for the ancestral ceremony was on a low mountain behind Hongzhai Town.

Due to the mountain roads, they couldn’t drive there.

So, after getting off the car, Yang Qingshu and the others, led by the Nawa Clan staff, headed towards the low mountain on foot.

Along the way, Yang Qingshu and the others met quite a few people from the Dragon Country.

Among them, aside from a handful being genuine tourists, the rest were mostly streamers looking to ride the wave.

Watching these streamers live-streaming enthusiastically, Zhao Jinde and Ma couldn’t hold back anymore.

The two immediately took out their equipment and started their own live stream.

As Yang Qingshu walked, he also felt a bit bored.

So, he took out his phone and started his live stream.

"Good morning, everyone!"

"I am your crush-worthy idol — Outdoor Big Yang!"

Yang Qingshu chuckled and introduced with a familiar opening line.

When his fans received system notifications, they quickly flooded into the live room.

Upon hearing this familiar opening line, his fans hurriedly typed and sent comments.

"My idol could never be this greasy!"

"Host, can I ask you a favor? Could you move your greasy big face aside a bit?"

"Commander Yang, didn’t you say you were going fishing?"

"Yeah, weren’t you going to conquer all the rivers of Talan?"

"You, a fishing host, not streaming fishing, are utterly irresponsible!"

"Commander Yang, where are you?"

"Old Yang, you’re not exercising, are you? Why do I hear your heavy breathing?"

"Commander Yang, are you trying to lose weight?"

"Support Big Yang in losing weight! If you can return to your early twenties figure, no male host on the platform would stand a chance against you!"

"Haha! If he could willingly lose weight, I’d live stream myself eating shit upside down!"

"Scamming for food and drink again?"

"Commander Yang, are you still in Talan? What are you planning to do?"

"Old Yang, what about the dark walk we agreed on?"

"Exactly, what happened to the dark walk?"

"Even if you dare not stream the dark walk, you could at least do some street photography at night!"

"Great idea! I’ve heard Talan’s girls are as passionate as fire, and they love wearing clothes with little fabric..."

"Best to go at night; there are many homeless girls."

"Alas! If I weren’t strapped for cash, I’d love to give these girls a warm home!"

"Don’t mention it, last time I supported a homeless girl, and ended up in detention for a week."

"Police: Go on, I’m listening!"

Seeing the comments from his fans, Yang Qingshu shook his head speechlessly.

Song Qing beside him frowned more and couldn’t hold back her sarcasm: "Haha! Truly, birds of a feather flock together!"