Dust Settles, and the Young Clan Leader

"Next, Branch Leader Wu Chang, you must carefully consider the vote in your hand..."

Lin Langtian lightly tapped his fingers against the table, his gaze fixed on the beautiful woman in red seated in the corner as he spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Wu Chang bit her alluring red lips with her pearly teeth, hesitation inevitably surfacing in her beautiful eyes.

Only after Lin Langtian's words did she recall that Wu Xiu was not someone who would suffer a loss. Within the Seven Fiend Black Gold Crow Clan, no one had ever managed to take advantage of Wu Xiu.

Though Wu Xiu's words sounded pleasant now, if he truly became the branch leader of the Seven Fiend Black Gold Crow Clan, whether he would honor his promise or hold a grudge against the Moon Clan Branch was difficult to say.

"Branch Leader Wu Chang, do not listen to his nonsense. I, Wu Xiu, always keep my word and never break a promise. As long as you vote to support me as the next Clan Leader, forget one Senyan Mountain—even half of my Lin Clan Branch's resources can be ceded to your branch."

Wu Xiu's expression was extremely unpleasant at this moment. He cast Lin Langtian a cold glance before turning to Wu Chang and hurriedly speaking.

Yet upon hearing Wu Xiu raise the stakes again, even offering half the Lin Clan Branch's resources, Wu Chang was not moved. Instead, her heart grew even heavier.

The cultivation resources of half the Lin Clan Branch were not so easy to take. In Wu Chang's view, they were instead a scalding hot potato. Even if Wu Xiu kept his promise and her Moon Clan Branch truly accepted them, the only outcome would be the Lin Clan Branch's resentment. The Moon Clan Branch would then