"Since you all think that being a patriarch will ruin the entire tribe of Lores, then I won't be this patriarch. If you want to do it, let it do it!"

After Mu Sichen said that, in everyone's surprised eyes, he pulled Xiaoxiao in his arms and strode down the altar.

"Old ancestor, please say something. The young master is our only heir to Lores!"

The old elder who had been quiet for a long time, looked at Mu Sichen's leaving figure, stood up instantly, bowed to the old lady who was still calm, lowered her head, and looked calm on her face without any nervous expression in words. The three elders behind him were also panicked on their faces, and they all bowed to the old lady along the back of the elder.

Even if the young master is ridiculous in his work, Lores has been a foundation for thousands of years. How could he cut off his successors all at once? Doesn’t that mean that they, Lores, are about to change their dynasties now?

Lores is no better than a country. For thousands of years, only the Luo family has dominated. In order to hide in this deep mountain, the Luo family changed its surname to Lores. The tribe has been around for three thousand years. Although they have been living alone in the deep mountain, their tribes are still there. The people of the foreign surnames who have been released have always followed their leader. If Lores loses this, the only thing that cannot benefit is those direct descendants living in Loresri.

They knew very well that without the support of the Lores family, in this world where wealthy people are the masters, their direct descendants who claim to be noble are nothing, and they are even worse than those descendants of foreign surnames who are released.

To sum up, those direct descendants will not let Mu Sichen go. No matter how bad the young master is, he sits opposite to the position of this patriarch, and he sits opposite to the position of not sitting.

Finally, the old lady who had been silent had moved. She put the ink and celadon tea cup in her hand on the coffee table beside her. Her eyes slowly swept across the four elders and looked at the people of Lores below the stage.

There are direct descendants and people from other tribes!

Everyone in the direct tribe had panic on their faces, but those outsiders had a calm look on their faces, as if there was a hint of gloating. To put it bluntly, they would rather see the destruction of Lores, and it would be best to disappear in this world forever, because only Lores no longer exists, so those outsiders could turn over, get rid of the shackles of life and trample on their own, and trample on their own tribes that have been suppressing them for thousands of years.

Just thinking about it, the people of the foreign tribe who had already had ideas began to become eager to see them. I hope that Lores would have no successor, and the Lores clan would be submerged from then on.

The old lady slowly got up from her seat in a different look with everyone's eyes. Grandma Ying, who was beside her, hurried over and took care of her carefully.

The old lady walked slowly towards Lu Zijin on the altar with a trembling step. At this time, Lu Zijin looked haggard and her eyes were dissipated. She was still immersed in Mu Sichen's words just now, and she was whispering in her mouth. Her originally beautiful face turned out to be a little embarrassed and miserable.
Chapter completed!