As soon as these words were spoken, silence suddenly descended all around, broken only by the clopping of horse hooves and the rumbling of cartwheels.
Nobody spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.
Zhou Qianying laughed and said, "Mr. Chen is a third-rank official. His generation's foundation is still somewhat shallow, but by the next generation, they may justly be called a noble family. If they have more children and branch out, they will become a great clan."
Princes establish the country, and their descendants inherit it—is how noble families are defined.
But that was in the Huaxia Divine Continent.
