The subtle emotional fluctuations that appeared earlier were thus smoothed.
The enormous expectations of the people did not collapse, but were maintained, instead propelled to a higher level by the cadence of the chimes, the solemnity of the military battle formation tune, and the Ministry of Rites procedures guided by Qu Hanxiu.
In this situation, even Nan Hanwen's temples were starting to sweat a little.
If Prince Qin did not appear in the end, he couldn't imagine how colossal the people's disappointment would be, yet the old man remained composed and unhurried, directing the entire coming-of-age ceremony as if a warrior walking on his battlefield.
General Xue watched in admiration: "This kid has some skill."
"If it really doesn't work out, let me wear the golden armor mask and take a walk up there."
"Amazing, such a grand event, I've never tried it before."
"I really want to give it a try, if it doesn't work out, let me do it instead!"
Old Siming's mouth twitched.
