The atmosphere in the meeting room was solemn.

Ray, who had a swollen nose and face, and Becky, who was still looking like a monkey's butt, stood behind the elders.

From their perspective, the elders were like the heavens. They had to listen to the elders in everything they did, and the elders had to be the ones that came forward in every major event.

The elders could do anything.

The word 'elder' was very striking for the family, and it should have been the same to the outsiders.

Ray's parents, Shamayeta's parents, and the others sat on one side. Behind them were the relatives and elders from the Orji...