Several bodyguards looked at the clan leader and Ye Wei, and they didn't know who they should listen to. Ye Wei is Ye Xinghun's mother, but Ye Wei is not the clan leader, Ye Xinghun is their clan leader, but Ye Xinghun is Ye Wei's son.

In this complicated relationship, they really don’t know whether to listen to Ye Wei or Ye Xinghun.

Ye Xinghun's face turned cold and he looked at the bodyguards coldly, "Do you dare to disobey my orders? I am the patriarch."

Although a clone did not lose anything to him, he had to let all clones know that they could only be loyal to him, otherwise no one would dare to tell him what his mother did behind his back in the future.

His mother often does excessive things when she is angry, which often makes him unable to guard against it.

"We dare not disobey the commander of the patriarch." said the bodyguard.

Ye Wei's face twitched hard, and she questioned these bodyguards, "What do you mean is that you dare to disobey my order?"

Several bodyguards were very urged to die, how did they answer this?

"I dare not, nor do we dare to disobey the wife's orders." said several bodyguards.

Several bodyguards now have the desire to die. They must not disobey the commander's orders or the wife's orders. What should they do?

Ye Xinghun threw an eye knife to all the bodyguards, "I'll let you let this person go now."

Ye Wei said unwillingly, "Send him to the factory."

William B saw Ye Wei and Ye Xinghun shouting at each other. His head was getting bigger. What did these two people want to do to him?

At this moment, Simba walked out of his room, put his little hand in his pants pocket and watched the scene in front of him. Listening to Ye Wei and Ye Xinghun's words, he probably knew what happened.

He walked to Ye Wei and Ye Xinghun with his calf, looking at William who was being grabbed by those people.

"If you two have not yet agreed on what to do to him, give him to me first and let him make me supper first." Simba said.

William nodded repeatedly. This little thing was just here to help his life. "Okay, I'll cook for you now. What do you want to eat when you are young Master Simba?"

"You promised to make Babao roasted quail for me this time. Have you prepared your wine? Can you make Babao roasted quail now?" Simba asked.

"The wine is ready, I'll make you eight treasure roasted quails now." William B said that, and broke away from the hands of several bodyguards and followed Simba to the kitchen to cook.

Several bodyguards didn't stop William at all because they didn't know what Ye Xinghun and Ye Wei wanted? Should this person be killed or not?

Ye Wei was so angry that her facial features were deformed, "Ye Xinghun, are you deliberately trying to fight me, right? Just for a clone, you actually went against my will. I am your biological mother."

"I am the patriarch!" Ye Xinghun said a word and turned back to his room.

Ye Wei was so angry that she clenched her fists, but she had no choice but to deal with her son. After all, her son was the patriarch and led the entire witch clan.

Even she has to obey her son's fate. She is just the saint of the witch clan, not the leader of the witch clan.

William B followed Simba to the kitchen. He couldn't cook at all. He was stunned when he saw those things. What are these? How could he make eight treasure roasted quails for Simba?

He looked at the side and said quietly to Simba, "How do you want to make the thing you want to eat? Otherwise, you can teach me."

Simba blinked helplessly, "I can't do it either, but my father can do it. I guess he will come back soon. If you hold on here, he will change you away when he comes back."

"How do you know I am not your father?" William b asked.

Simba's tone of speaking to him was always calm, as if Simba had always known that he was not William.

This was so frustrating. He always felt that he and William could be interchanged and could make others foolishly unable to tell who was the real William.

"Of course you are not my father anymore, because you don't have the genes that make me hate so much." Simba said.

Only when he was with his father, the father and son would meet and quarreled, and he could be peaceful with others.

He can also get along with his uncle in a friendly manner. The two of them are loving and loving, but they are not in harmony with their father.

William B's forehead turned black, I wonder if this is considered a praise for him.

"Simba, then do you want me to be your father? If I were your father, I would definitely not be like
Chapter completed!