"Flower, I know you're an old man of the family, always doing your best to serve, always being loyal. What do you want, say it …"
Cursing the vile person in his heart, the Patriarch still maintained his calm smile. When he said these words, he heard a plopping sound and Hua Hua dropped to his knees. He was so excited that he sobbed and said:
"Flowers don't want anything, flowers are all given by the family. The family's love for flowers is never forgotten. As long as the family is well, the heart for flowers …"
The clan leader smiled and sent Hua Hua away. His eyes suddenly became cold and he stood up abruptly, shouting, "You stinking woman, don't tell me that you don't have enough control over the family in secret and still want to take away my position? Black Claw Tribe? "Black Claw is your lover, you wretched woman who betrayed her father. I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death …"
He slowly sat down on the wooden chair, crossed his left leg, and put his hands on his belly. The next moment, a small man with a serious face and a loose leather waistcoat walked in. His arms were wrapped in chains made from countless smiling triangular thorns.
He looked at the patriarch with an unflattering expression and said in all seriousness, "The Wasteland is moving. There's a meeting going on in the meeting room, we're waiting for you. Of course, you don't have to go, but you have to guarantee the supplies and warriors …"
He made the killing intent in the patriarch's eyes seem real, he knew that no one took him seriously, whether it was inside or outside of the family, people only knew that the one truly making the decision in the music industry was the matriarch, and did not know that as the patriarch, even if he did something, he still had to sneakily do it.
"Bastards, bastards, a bunch of bastards …" The clan leader was enraged once again, he casually swung his hand to wave the beast bones on display, the palm of his hand did not even manage to graze the bones, and the sturdy white bones and the pedestal all turned to dust.
"Yi …" "You're too unsteady …" A furious roar came from outside, startling the clan head. He looked at the woman outside the door in surprise.
This was an ordinary-looking woman with an imposing aura and a delicate face that couldn't be judged by the passage of time. Her dark red lips were like the petals of a flower but her eyes were like a thousand years of ice, causing one's heart to feel extremely cold.
"Mother, you're here …" Even though the Patriarch hated her to the bones, he didn't dare to show the slightest bit of disrespect.
"I already know about the news from the family council. Whether you're willing or not, you have to go. This is the responsibility that the clan leader of the Yue Tan Family has to bear."
"Mother, it's not that you don't know, it's because the Gryphon Family and the Yin Yan Family have always been eyeing us covetously, always testing our bottom line, what if …" He was like a rebellious child.
"Then you should go, or else they will look down on you even more. Not only do you want to go, you have to seize the commanding authority, and you can't become the reserve. This is a crucial moment to prove the strength of the family …"
The matriarch's words were filled with unshakeable firmness, the tone that was constantly getting louder and louder like a drumstick in the Patriarch's heart, made his brain burst into flames, and his face that was almost exactly the same as Feng Feiyun's turned red from embarrassment into anger. He didn't dare show any malevolence, and could only watch until he was about to drip a drop of blood.
"Don't let me down. You're the Patriarch, so you must take responsibility of the clan and not be willful again …"
"Willful?" he asked suddenly, looking up at his mother. This was the first time in his life he had dared to look into her eyes.
"You said I'm willful? "I'm no longer a child. I'm no longer a child that can't be, but can't be. I'm an adult, and I have my own child …"
The teenager was enraged, but no one lost their calm. The coldness in the teenager's eyes became even more intense, causing his voice to weaken until it finally turned silent.
"As long as you don't have the ability to become the real Clan Chief, you have to do as I say, otherwise …"
Before he finished speaking, he had successfully ignited the clan leader's rebellion, and shouted loudly, "If not for that, you would have crippled me, right? "I have nothing to do with you anyway. Since young, you have never held me in your arms. Even if I fell to the ground and got injured, you would only blame me for being careless. You never treated me as your son …"
"Shut up!" the matriarch shouted, but the fury and madness in the young patriarch's eyes made her step back, her eyes twinkling.
"I know what to do and what not to do. If you are not satisfied..."
"Bring that bastard back to be the Patriarch …" These words were stuck in his throat when he was angered the most. Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented feeling of fear; everything he had was given to him by the mistress. If the mistress took away all this, then what would he have left?
"Do you really think so?" The matriarch was so angry that her entire body was trembling, and she slowly walked into the room. The patriarch lowered his head, and her long hair fluttered on the side of his face, and only after a while did he raise his head, and his face was as calm as the surface of a lake in the early morning. The rebellion and madness in his eyes had all disappeared, as if he had never been angry before.
"You?" The matriarch was surprised by her son's change in expression. She wanted to say something, but her son's bright eyes were like glass beads without any emotion.
"Do your best..." With that, the matriarch turned and left. Looking at the matriarch's back, the clan leader revealed a cruel smile. "Take care, I'm a brother that I've never seen before …" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)
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