“Vivian, the grade you'll get in the talent test will determine your treatment in the family. You must do your best!" Bill whispered to her.

Prior to this, Doris had explained that only those below forty years old were eligible to take the talent test.

For those who were above that age such as Bill, it was no use testing their potential for ancient martial arts cultivation.

Doris and Cyril were in front as they led the group. Finally, the people could now step into the real Jenkins family’s manor.

Indeed, it was different from the messy courtyard outside. The walls of the Jenkins family's manor were tall and its gate was broad. One look at it, and people could already tell that a big family was living here. Vivian and the others could feel their hearts race as they basked in the manor's glory.

As they looked around its interior, each of them had different thoughts about the wealth and power of the Jenkins family as well as their own future.

The manor didn't have many high-rise buildings. Nonetheless, all the establishments were exquisite and elegant.

In the innermost part of the manor, Doris led the way and stopped as she respectfully stood beside an old woman wearing Luxury clothes.

At the same time, Cyril raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop.

There was a mild chatter in the air as everyone began to guess the identity of this short old woman who looked Like she was at least a hundred years old. One shout from Cyril, and everyone became quiet.

“Ascendants of the Jenkins family, kneel down and pay your respect to the matriarch!"

Everyone present looked at each other, mirroring the surprised expression on their faces.

Kneel down? They were asked to kneel down!

As modern people who grew up in the city, the idea of kneeling down in front of a strange old Lady made them feel kind of unacceptable. The people present began looking at each other, trying to gauge if the others were willing to do it.

It was during this time that the differences among the people present were highlighted.

Bill was the first one to kneel down.

He pulled down Vivian beside him, who was still reluctant to the idea. The two of them were the first to get on their knees.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After kowtowing three times in a row, Bill straightened his back and resumed his flattery.

“Madam, my name is Bill, and this is my only daughter, Vivian.”

He deliberately didn't mention the fact that he had adopted Maria.

As far as he was concerned, he only had one daughter, and that was his biological daughter, Vivian.

"I see. Very well behaved. You are a good child of the Jenkins family,” the old lady praised. She had been sitting upright on the chair the entire time. When she spoke, it was like she was a sculpture that suddenly came to Life.

She looked at Bill and Vivian and nodded at them with approval.