"Shut up!"
Qin Tiannan couldn't help but shout at Elder Feng, fearing he would stir up trouble again. The shout was effective, and Elder Feng glanced at him, his face flushing with anger. "I understand the Patriarch's feelings. This group of useless people are unwilling to sacrifice a bit for the family. Once the fire subsides, who knows what trouble Elder Feng might cause again. Patriarch, like you, I am particularly disappointed with myself right now."
A murderous glint flashed in Qin Tiannan's eyes, startling Elder Feng into normalcy. He backed away, pale and with a look of grievance, saying, "Patriarch… I don't even know what's happening to me, always uttering strange things."
"From now on, control your mouth, or I'll really be impolite."
Qin Tiannan, burning with rage, struggled to suppress himself and coldly stared at him as he spoke. Then he turned to the seven elders, asking them in a deep voice.
"I'll ask just once, will you go down or not?"
