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Fan Bin pushed Fan Mu into the center of the crowd, and everyone's eyes followed their movements, afraid that they would miss a single detail.

Just who was this youth? Although many people had already guessed his' name ', most of them still maintained a neutral attitude. If the person in question did not admit it, they could not go any further and claim that he was a man that Fan Bin had recognized. In these few years, Fan Bin had admitted no more than two people, and this boy was one of them.

Fan Bin clapped his hands once more, and the silence dispersed once again in the crowd.

"I solemnly announce," Fan Bin smiled, but everyone else was already tense to the point of holding their breath, "This young man will become the next Patriarch's successor. He is Fan Mu, our pride."

However, Fan Bin's calm tone was like a thunderclap that exploded within the crowd. The name "Fan Mu", which was still hidden deeply within the crowd, was once again a shame to all the clansmen.

"Patriarch, have you gone crazy!?"

"Patriarch is farting again."

"I think that's about right. Fan Mu must have brainwashed him. I heard that he was once a violent madman. Maybe the Patriarch was beaten into a confession."

There was a chorus of boos from the audience, and even Fan Mu did not know what was going on. He was thinking to himself, I'm standing right outside the door, how did I become the Patriarch the moment I come in!? Although Old Man Bai had prepared him in advance, he didn't think that everything would happen so suddenly. It was like a tornado, he couldn't even dodge it.

At this moment, the heads of the branch families were all staring with wide eyes, but no one wanted to be the leader. They all knew clearly in their hearts that he had to be the leader, and from Fan Bin's tone, it was likely that he was steeled his heart.

"Since there's no objection, we shall proceed to the next topic," said Fan Bin with a smile.

"Wait a moment," Just when everyone was clenching their teeth and not daring to speak, the Lin Family's Young Master could not hold back and shouted, "May I ask where the clan leader came from? Could it be that the successors were all decided on in private? This guy is just a cripple, he was once abandoned for the Zong Clan, today you have already opened the door to welcome the emperor, we will forget about that, now you directly picked him as the next clan leader, pardon me for being mediocre, it's hard to understand the Zong Clan's decisions, I dare you to give me a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, no matter if it's the Zong Clan or the branch families, they will not be able to contain this fire. "

"Good job, Young Lord!" The Zong Clan has always looked down on others, and secretly decided to forget about this big matter of being the successor, and even threw the pot to a cripple. We request for him to be removed. "

Each of the Lin Family's Young Master's words was sharp, and in an instant, the initial silence was restored. After the silence, Fan Bin was bombarded by a torrential storm of attacks.

Although she was deliberately conservative in terms of clothes, her black dress was unable to cover up her sexy figure. Her delicate and pretty face was filled with charm, and that kind of half-familiar haziness was difficult to avoid. As long as one was a man, one would not fall for her.

"Mister Bin, although Qing Er's words are a bit tactful, they are not without reason. Anyone who has heard of Fan Mu's deeds would find it hard to believe that he would be the next Patriarch's successor." The head of the Lin Family chuckled, but his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

I also think that there is something wrong with it. The clan leader's considerations are a bit off, so this sort of thing should be decided through the clan meeting format, not through this kind of gathering of people and instigating others with ideas. I'm not saying that the clan leader's method is to bewitch the people, but the effect is somewhat similar. He was a short old man in a green daoist attire. Although he was over the age of his flowery armor, his back was even taller than a young man. He was once the pillar of the Zong Clan, and when he grew old, he retired to the Shan Clan to take care of some of the clan's logistics matters. In the heart of the middle-aged man, his prestige was even higher than the current clan master.

"Yeah, he's just a piece of trash. Where did he get the good fortune to gain the trust of the clan head, and where did he get the guts to covet the clan head's position. If he lost the Zong Clan's position, wouldn't he just sail the boat in the sewer, and easily capsize it up?"

After the Shan family head had pointed out his views, the crowd below the stage also began to discuss their opinions without restraint. However, Fan Mu had not spoken a single word since then, so he gritted his teeth and took away all of his abilities. However, he left behind a certain item, Wind Controlling Force, through the rhythmic movements of the wind, he could even clearly hear the girl in the last row whispering to him, "Can she leave earlier than elder aunt has come to see her?"

He had never thought that there would be so much contempt for a single person. Yes, he was a cripple, and he admitted that now that a cripple had returned, where did all these people come from to welcome him?! And what virtue or ability did he have to make the Patriarch open the gate of granite for him!? He wished now that he had crawled through the Dog-Hole.

He had never thought that his uncle would say such kind of kind words. In his eyes, his uncle Fan Bin was no different from those arrogant elders; he had once made a list of names for Fan Bin in a childish manner, and Fan Bin was ranked at the top of the list. At that time, Fan Mu had hated him from the bottom of his heart.

Fan Mu smiled, shrugging his shoulders. Looking at the twisted faces of the branch family leader, he said calmly, "I've long since gotten used to it, you may do as you wish."

The resentment in his heart had not been completely eliminated. To be honest, Fan Mu didn't want to bother with him, but the situation at this moment was extremely subtle. The enemy in Fan Mu's eyes was now tied to his own branch, united together to resist the bombardment of words from the entire clan.

"We won't hold back. The clan leader used his power to open the door for a cripple who had been kicked out of the clan before, so we can treat it as if we didn't see him. Today is the clan's annual celebration, so as long as you retract your previous decision, we will laugh it off." The head of the Feng Family smiled and walked out from the crowd, giving Fan Bin his final message.