By the end of his muttering, Jinfu's rat face was already wet with tears, and he cried uncontrollably, holding the Jade Scroll with both paws, bowing to the void repeatedly.
He thought his humble clan, like dust, would sink into eternal oblivion, yet someone still cared about them—their illustrious ancestor shone as bright as day!
Outsiders could not comprehend his feelings at that moment.
All the suffering and sorrow were immeasurably soothed at this moment.
Thus, his sobbing was endless, and kowtowing was constant.
He had no doubt the inheritance was genuine; at a glance, he could tell it was true, if only for the four words "Beidou Demon Book," as this title had never been shared externally, even within the Golden-haired Rat Clan, only a few knew it through the generations.
Those who knew were also aware that if word got out, their clan's fate would be even worse than it is now.
