Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Huahua, I know that you are the elder of the family. You have always served me with all your heart and are loyal. Whatever you want, tell me..."

Cursing the villain secretly in his heart, the patriarch still showed a calm smile. When he said these words, there was a plop, Huahua knelt on the ground, and said excitedly and whimpering:

"Huahua doesn't want anything. Everything Huahua has is given by her family. The family's love for Huahua has never been forgotten. As long as the family is good, Huahua's heart will be..."

Saying this, Huahua's tears flowed down, and two ditches rushed down the old face, which made the clan leader feel moved. He never thought that Huahua would be so loyal to his family and him, and he couldn't help but be moved by this array. The real flattery is as high as the clouds.

"Then, let's do this. I will give you a title, make you officially a family knight, and grant you a small and wealthy village. If you look at it like this, and you are so loyal, I won't reward you..."

The patriarch also said with some sincerity. Huahua wiped away the tears on her face and continued: "I don't want it. The family has given me enough. As long as I can serve you..."

"Well, I'm very happy when you say that. The family just lacks an old man like you who is dedicated to the family. What I said, the rewards promised will not be empty words. It should be yours, it is yours, and you can't let others feel cold. ah……."

The clan leader sent Huahua away with a smile in his eyes. His eyes suddenly turned cold. He stood up abruptly and yelled: "You stinky woman, isn't it enough to secretly control the clan? Do you also want to take away my position? Black Claw Tribe? Black Claw must be your mistress, you bitch who betrayed your father, I want you to know what life is worse than death..."

After shouting these words, his face seemed to change. He calmed down his emotions and sat slowly on the wooden chair, crossing his left leg and placing his hands on his lower abdomen. The next moment, a slender man with a solemn face walked in. This man wore a loose leather vest, and his arms were wrapped with chains connected by countless smiling triangular thorns.

This man, who looked like a grumpy monkey, had a weathered face and white eyebrows. He looked at the clan leader with an unflattering expression and said seriously: "The deserter has moved. A meeting is being held in the fortress conference hall. I'm waiting for you. Of course, you don’t have to go, but supplies and warriors must be guaranteed..."

After saying that, this guy didn't wait for the clan leader's reply, turned around and walked out, making the murderous intention in the clan leader's eyes seem real. He knew that no one took him seriously, whether inside the family or outside the family, people just I know that the person who can really make decisions in the music family is the mistress, but I don't know that he, the patriarch, has to be secretive even if he does something.

"Bastards, bastards, they are all a bunch of bastards..." The patriarch became furious again and waved away the beast bones displayed beside him. His palm did not even touch the bones, and he saw that the strong white bones and the base turned into fly ash. .

"Yi..., you are too unstable..." A roar came from outside, making the clan leader suddenly startled and looked at the woman outside the door in surprise.

This is a woman with an ordinary appearance, but an overwhelming sense of nobility. Her fair and tender cheeks cannot show the passage of time, and her bright red lips are as delicate as flower petals, but her eyes are like thousands of years of ice, which makes people feel extremely cold.

"Mother, you are here..." Even though the patriarch hated her to the core, he did not dare to show any disrespect.

"I already know the news about the family council. Whether you want to go there or not, you have to go there. This is the responsibility that the patriarch of the Yuetan family must bear..."

"Mother, you don't know that the heads of the Washio family and the Yinyan family have always been eyeing us and testing our bottom line, just in case..." the chief retorted unconvinced, like a rebellious child.

"Then you should go, otherwise you will be looked down upon by them even more. Not only do you want to go, but you also have to gain a certain amount of command power and cannot be reduced to a backup. This is a critical moment to prove the strength of the family..."

The words of the mistress were unshakable and firm, and the ever-increasing tone struck Patriarch Yi's heart like a drumstick, causing his brain to burst into flames. His face, which was almost exactly the same as Gao Feng, became angry with shame, but he did not dare to show his ferociousness. , it can only turn red and almost bleed.

"Don't disappoint me. As the patriarch of the family, you must shoulder the responsibilities of the family. You are not allowed to be willful..."

"Willful?" Suddenly, the patriarch asked back, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at his mother. This was the first time in his life that he dared to look into her mother's eyes.

"You say I'm willful? I'm no longer a child. I'm no longer the child who can't do this or that. I'm an adult and I have my own children..."

The young patriarch's rage made the matron panic, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger, causing the angry young man's voice to weaken and finally fall silent.

"As long as you don't have the ability to become a true clan leader, then you have to do what I say, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he successfully triggered the clan leader's rebellion and shouted loudly: "Otherwise you will destroy me, right? Anyway, I am dispensable in your heart. You have never hugged me since you were a child, even if I When I fell to the ground and got hurt, you just blamed me for being careless. You didn't treat me as your son at all..."

"Shut up..." the mistress yelled loudly, but the anger and madness in the young patriarch's eyes made her take a step back, her eyes flickering.

"I know what I should do and what I shouldn't do. If you are not satisfied..."

"Bring that bastard back to be the clan leader..." Even when he was the most furious, these words were not uttered. They were stuck in his throat. Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented fear, and everything about him It was all given by the mistress. If the mistress took away all of this, what would he have left?

"Do you really think so?" The mistress was trembling with anger, and slowly walked into the room. The patriarch lowered his head, his mid-length hair flowing on the side of his face. After a while, he raised his head, with a calm expression on his face. On the lake in the early morning, all the rebellion and madness in his eyes disappeared, as if he had never been angry before, and he said slowly: "I will go to the meeting hall. The invasion of the deserters is the best opportunity to show the strength of the family. We will surprise them." of……."

"You?" The mistress was surprised by her son's changed expression. She wanted to say something, but she saw that there was no more fluctuation in her son's clear eyes, like glass beads without emotion.

"Take care of yourself..." After the mistress finished speaking, she turned around and left. Looking at her back, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the clan leader's lips: "Take care of yourself, my brother I have never met before..."

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