Ancestral Master Promises False Hope

Upon hearing someone calling her name, Zhouzhou quickly sat up and looked around in confusion. Her gaze finally landed on the statue of her Ancestral Master on the table.

She walked over, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Ancestral Master, are you the one speaking?"

"It's me. Light a joss stick, and you'll be able to see me," a voice came from the statue.

Zhouzhou was amazed and quickly followed the instruction, while secretly tossing out a talisman. She then looked at him with a calm expression.

Ancestral Master didn't notice her action.

Soon, a faint figure appeared in front of her. It was an old man with white hair, dressed in ancient robes, and holding a dust brush. He looked exactly like Ancestral Master in the painting.

Zhouzhou's eyes lit up when they fell on his golden fingers. She exclaimed, "Wow," confirming his identity, and asked, "Ancestral Master, why are your clothes so old and dusty? They don't look good. Do you want me to burn you some nice clothes?"