In an instant, a wave of silence washed over the ancestral hall. Every member of the Wu Clan fixated their gaze on Wu Yuan, their faces contorted by a mixture of shock and disbelief. Anger simmered beneath the surface, their minds struggling to comprehend the audacity of Wu Yuan's words.7

The young master may have crossed a line with his words. Wu Xiong and Fang Ying exchanged confused glances.0

Initially, Wu Yuan's claims held a semblance of reason. However, his final accusation of disloyalty, unrighteousness, and filial impiety, was unquestionably inappropriate. In the minds of those present in the hall, the grand elder of the Wu Clan was someone to be held in high regard, a senior that Wu Yuan had to respect. 2

"Wu Yuan." The grand elder's 'patience cultivation' level was top-notch, but faced with such accusations in front of his clansmen, his face turned ugly. It had been many years since any member of the Wu Clan dared to speak to him like this. This was not mere defiance, but a public rebellion!4

Yet, Wu Yuan remained composed, undeterred by the shifting attitudes of the crowd. His perception was keen, detecting the confusion that clouded the minds of Wu Xiong and Fang Ying.0

If they are confused, that means I am on the right track. Under normal circumstances, if the main clan invited him to join them, a polite refusal would suffice....0