Yu Bikong’s words had been said with utter nonchalance, but his method was shrewd.0

Everyone was rendered speechless.0

Right at this moment, the clan’s ancestor Yu Xuelin snorted, “Simply nonsense. As the head of the clan, how will you convince everyone to follow your lead when you are defending an enemy who killed our clansmen?”0

“Precisely!” The energized elders took this opportunity to say, “We just can’t accept this matter being settled in this way!”0

“Can’t accept?” Yu Bikong swept his eyes over the crowd and uttered, “Then endure!”2

All the old faces present sank in rage.0

Yu Bikong remained indifferent, “As long as I’m still the head of the Yu Clan, I’m naturally in charge of all our matters.”0

“Impertinent!” Yu Xuelin’s beard flared in anger. How could he not hear that Yu Bikong was indirectly criticizing him? He took a deep breath, his expression gloomy. “Bikong, are you really so bent on having your way?”1

The atmosphere grew tense and oppressive all of the sudden.0

Yu Yunhe couldn’t help but feel worried.0

Faced with the criticism of so many high-ranking...0