Clan Leader Yao Wan

A hint of emotion inevitably welled up in Old Man Shen Nong's tone. Then he could not help looking toward the silent Yao Wanhua and said, "This time, your Yao Clan made it through a scare without real danger and escaped this calamity. For your Yao Clan, that should count as a wonderful thing. Why wear such an expression?"

"The Yao Clan just suffered a great calamity. You expect me to be happy?"

Yao Wanhua's answer made Old Man Shen Nong shake his head despite himself. That was not exactly what he meant, but explaining it would be somewhat of a headache.

"From the way you let that old fellow Yao Dan put on a one-man show up there, weren't you rather at ease?"

Old Man Shen Nong said instinctively. Yao Wanhua frowned almost imperceptibly, then said, "This matter could only be resolved by the Clan Leader speaking. It's just that at first, I did not expect it to be so sudden. We had considered stepping down in favor of the worthy many times, but we still felt it was too early—"

"I just never thought..."

"Yao Dan would speak up at a time like this?"

Old Man Shen Nong lowered his voice and asked.

"Naturally."

Yao Wanhua frowned slightly, then said.

"It seems Yao Dan felt the timing was more or less ripe."

Old Man Shen Nong naturally also knew who the true decision-maker of the Yao Clan was, and who held such authority.

Most of the clan leaders of the Eight Clans possessed such strength and power. They merely lacked the resolve to push it through decisively, and that resolve, he imagined, was not so easily made.

A clan's great matter, its future for a thousand years, even ten thousand years, was decided in this instant by a