"Huahua, I know you are an old man in the family. You have always served you with all your heart and soul, and you are loyal. What do you want, say..."

He cursed the villain secretly in his heart, and the patriarch still showed a calm smile. When he said this, he heard a plop, Huahua knelt on the ground and said excitedly and whimpering:

"Huahua wants nothing, everything about Huahua is given by the family. Huahua never forgets the family's love for Huahua for a day. As long as the family is good, Huahua's heart will..."

Speaking of this, Huahua's tears flowed down, and two trenches rushed down the old face, which made the patriarch move. He never expected that Huahua was so loyal to the family and him, and was slapped by this real flattery.

"Then, let me give you a title, so that you can officially become a family knight, and enthrone you as a wealthy village. Look at it, you are so loyal, I won't be able to reward you..."

The patriarch also said with some sincerity. Huahua wiped away the tears from her face and continued, "I don't want it. The family has given me enough. As long as I can serve you..."

"Well, I'm very pleased to say that. The family lacks an elderly person like you who devotes himself to the family. What I said, the rewards you give out will not become empty words. They should be yours, and they are yours, and they cannot disappoint others..."

The clan leader smiled and sent Huahua away. His eyes suddenly became cold. He stood up suddenly and shouted: "You stinky woman, isn't you secretly controlling the family enough? Do you still want to take away my position? Black Claw Tribe? Black Claw is your mistress. You slut who betrayed your father, I want you to know what life is worse than death..."

He shouted these words, as if he changed his face, restrained his emotions, sat slowly on the wooden chair, with his left leg raised, and his hands on his lower abdomen. The next moment, a man with a solemn expression and a thin figure walked in. The man was wearing a loose and wandering leather vest, and his arms were covered with chains made of countless smiling triangles.

This man, who looks like a irritable big horse monkey, has a frosty face, and his eyebrows are white. His expression when he looks at the patriarch is not complimentary. He said seriously: "The deserted people are moving. Meetings are being held in the fortress. I'm waiting for you. Of course, you can't go, but the supplies and warriors must be guaranteed...."

After saying that, this guy turned around and walked out without waiting for the patriarch to reply, making the murderous intent in the patriarch's eyes look like the essence. He knew that no one took him seriously. Whether inside or outside the family, people only knew that the real decision of the music family was the mistress, but they didn't know that even if he, the patriarch, had to do something secretly.

"Bastard, bastard, are all a group of bastards..." The patriarch became furious again, waved the bones of the beast displayed beside him, and did not even rub the bones on his palm, and saw the strong bones and the base turn into ashes together.

"Yi..., you are too unsteady..." A roar came from outside, which made the patriarch suddenly startle and looked at the woman outside the door in surprise.

This is a woman with an ordinary appearance but noble appearance. Her white and tender cheeks cannot see the passage of time. Her red lips are like petals, but her eyes are like the ice of thousands of years, making people feel extremely cold.

"Mother, you are here..." Even though the patriarch hated her to the core, he did not dare to show any disrespect.

"I already know the news about the family council. Whether you want to go there or not, you have to go there. This is the responsibility that the patriarch of the Yuetan family must bear..."

"Mother, you know that the patriarchs of the Vajrao family and the Yinyan family have always been eyeing us and have been testing our bottom line. If..." The patriarch retorted unconvincedly, like a rebellious child.

"Then you should go even more, otherwise you will be looked down upon by them. Not only do you want to go, but you also have to seize certain command power and cannot be reduced to reserve. This is a critical moment to prove the power of the family..."

The mistress's words were unshakable and firm. The ever-increasing tone hit the clan leader like a drumstick, causing his brain to burst into flames. The cheek, which was almost exactly the same as Gao Feng, was angry and embarrassed, but he did not dare to show ferociousness. He could only flush and almost drip blood.

"Don't let me down. If you are the patriarch of the family, you must bear the responsibility of the family and do not be willful anymore..."

"Let's be willful?" Suddenly, the patriarch asked back and suddenly looked up at his mother. It was the first time he dared to look at his mother's eyes in such an old age.

"You said I am willful? I am no longer a child. I am no longer a child who cannot do this, and I cannot do it well. I am an adult, and I also have my own child..."

The young patriarch's rage was not as frightened as the mistress panicked, and the chill in his eyes became stronger, which made the angry boy's voice weaken and finally remain silent.

"As long as you don't have the ability to become a true patriarch, you have to do what I said, or…."

Before he finished speaking, he successfully ignited the rebellion of the patriarch and shouted loudly: "Or you would ruin me, right? Anyway, I am dispensable in your heart. You have never hugged me since you were a child. Even if I fell to the ground and were injured, you just blamed me for being careless and you didn't treat me as your son at all..."

"Stop..." the mistress roared loudly, but the anger and madness in the young patriarch's eyes made her take a step back, and her eyes flashed.

"I know what to do and what not to do, if you are not satisfied..."

"Catch that wild cub back and be the patriarch..." When he was most furious, he didn't say this, stuck in his throat. Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented fear. Everything he had given was given by his mistress. If his mistress took all this, what was left to him?

"Do you really think so?" The mistress was so angry that her whole body trembled. She slowly walked into the room. The clan leader lowered his head, and his medium-length hair floated on his face. After a while, he raised his head. His face was calm like a lake in the early morning. All the rebelliousness and madness in his eyes disappeared, as if he had never been angry. He slowly said: "I will go to the conference hall. The invasion of the deserted people is the best opportunity to show the strength of the family. We will surprise them..."

"You?" The mistress was surprised by her son's face-changing expression. She wanted to say something, but she saw that there was no fluctuation in her son's clear eyes, like an emotional glass bead.

"So take care of yourself..." After saying that, the mistress turned around and left. Looking at the mistress's back, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the patriarch's mouth: "So take care of yourself, I have never met a brother..."
Chapter completed!