After the group of people finished their boisterous greetings, the smiling old man waved his hand and called An Ran to the front in front of everyone.
"How old are you this year?"
"Sixteen, and I'll be seventeen in another month."
"Good, it's time for the coming-of-age ceremony." An Ding nodded and instructed the nearby An Quan: "It's just that everyone is here, go call the others, have them get ready."
"No, Old Deng? Are you serious?!"
An De widened his eyes, instinctively wanting to stop it: "He's still so young...
The coming-of-age ceremony means adulthood.
That means he can venture out to engage in endeavors.
An Ding shook his head: "Sixteen is not that young."
"Please, Father, reconsider!" An De interjected: "If this spreads out..."
"So what if it spreads out?"
An Ding turned back to look, his expression slightly cold: "What is there to reconsider? Is it not up to me to decide what happens in my family?"
