He cleared his throat and began to explain things to his ancestor's descendants.

"The reason why the ancestor was able to go into seclusion safely is inseparable from this ancient mirror."

In fact, he knew the inside story: this ancient mirror was at least a thousand years old, and it continuously absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The ancient mirror provides the ancestor with the spiritual energy he needs for seclusion. To put it bluntly, it is also absorbing the fortune of the Ye family. The ancestor is the ancestor of the Ye family, so of course he has to rely on the fortune of the Ye family to sustain him.

To prevent the younger generation of the Ye family from knowing the inside story, the ancient mirror was actually in Ye Shiming's grandmother's room.

His grandmother died when she was not yet 50 years old, also because she liked to play with antique mirrors.

But Ye Shiming didn't know that his good brother had secretly returned to the ancestral home and taken away the ancient mirror.

Therefore, Ye Bingkun's authoritative voice rang out once again.

"We must find it, we must find this ancient mirror!"

"If you've offended the patriarch, then it seems you'll have to be replaced as the new head of the family?"

Ye Shiming verbally agreed but was not convinced in his heart.

This Ye Bingkun is nothing more than a servant by the old ancestor's side. What right does he have to take samples here?

He was already in a position he had taken by chance, and his father had never taught him how to be a proper head of the family.

I was exhausted after arranging my father's funeral, and now this mess has happened.

And this old ancestor, he's just an old codger. I've never seen him protect the Ye family much.

But since he has survived to this day and exists as an old monster, Ye Shiming is wary of this ancestor.

At this moment, Ye Bingkun smiled apologetically at the old ancestor.

“Ancestor, even without that ancient mirror, I still left you a backup plan.”

The younger generation has been cultivating many talents for the family, and these people were selected from various branches of the family from a young age.

"I wonder if the Ancestor still remembers that we asked you to form a mark for them last time!"

Xiaoxi was so angry upon hearing this that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

It turns out that Ye Bingkun is so despicable; most of the suffering Ye Lingfeng endured stemmed from him.

Ye Bingkun continued to flatter and curry favor.

"Among those who left their mark, there is a young man named Ye Lingfeng. He is actually a technological genius. He designed a medical therapy pod, which he is offering to you today for your enjoyment."

Ye Bingkun straightened his back in front of the ancestor.

"Don't worry, Ancestor. Look how vigorous my energy is! I've tested it on you first!"

Only then did the old ancestor properly look Ye Bingkun up and down.

He couldn't help but feel jealous. He was getting older and older, not as good as before, while his servant was not much younger than him. Now, it seemed that the two of them were several times older.

"What kind of physiotherapy pod? Why aren't you bringing it up yet? Let me try it out for now, but the search for the ancient mirror can't be delayed!"

Ye Bingkun, of course, dared not disobey his ancestor, and glared at Ye Shiming again.

"Why haven't you arranged a room for the ancestor yet? He's dull and stupid, how can he be fit to be the head of the family? And when the ancestor is resting, none of us here are allowed to leave the ancestral home!"

Ye Shiming hurried to carry out the matters arranged by Ye Bingkun, while the other uncles dared not speak out against their anger.

However, Xiao Xi and the others on the rooftop were more curious about what would happen if their ancestor slept in the second therapy pod.

And so, the people in the ancestral hall waited for three days and three nights.

Xiaoxi and the others did not leave the ancestral home for the time being. When they were tired or sleepy, they would go to her rooftop pavilion to sleep and eat.

On the third night, Ye Lingfeng heard the notification sound that his second treatment pod was about to open.

Of course, they tore down the roof again.

Then the lid of the physiotherapy pod opened, and a man with stunningly beautiful long silver hair crawled out.