The elder looked at the chubby child with affection. Hearing the name being called out, he remembered whose child this young man was. The last time he saw him, he seemed to be only ten years old. Now, he already had a child.
The elder reached out, took the child in his arms, and casually asked a question.
"Has the child been named?"
"My grandfather named him, he's called Yuan Jun."
Hearing this name, the elder felt a vague sense of familiarity, and some long-buried memories began to surface.
The elder looked up and saw that empty memorial tablet. Underneath those eternally unforgettable memories, some forgotten details slowly became clear again.
"What is his name again?"
"Yuan Jun, Yuan as in distant, Jun as in handsome."
"Oh, that's nice..." The elder inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, glad it wasn't Yuan Lord.
