"Otherwise, Young Clan Leader, you should understand what I mean by this."
"Please rest assured, Second Elder, I will do my best."
Wang Xingyin said.
The Second Elder pursed his lips and did not express further concern.
The previous events had already been spread by the Clan Leader, an unchangeable fact.
Those talkative elders had already been confined to a dungeon where the Ancestor usually secluded himself, under the Ancestor's arrangement. There, they would receive ample cultivation resources.
This was not due to mistrust of them but for the sake of the family.
Seeing the atmosphere on the scene was somewhat gloomy, Zheng Yi took the initiative to say, "Congratulations to the Second Elder; your granddaughter Wang Miaomiao is likely to become a Third-grade Alchemist soon."
Zheng Yi took the initiative to speak, giving face to the Second Elder.
