Qin Yang sized up the Tian Family Old Ancestor, who seemed to have recovered from his injuries, then glanced at Huang Qiqiang out of the corner of his eye. The difference in how they conducted themselves was more than a little vast.
Huang Qiqiang had clearly done quite a lot. Back when he had pushed Jiayi forward to become Crown Prince, Huang Qiqiang had contributed the most, spending no small amount of manpower, resources, and personal connections.
And what about the Tian Family Old Ancestor? What real work had the Tian clan he represented actually done? Apparently, not much. When it came time to choose sides, he had merely waved the flag and cheered, while those close to the Tian clan followed along and chose the same side.
In the end, the Tian Family Old Ancestor could even be considered one of their own through familial ties. As for Huang Qiqiang, at best they could only maintain the current relationship, neither too close nor too distant. Coupled with the Huang clan's previous fence-sitting ways, there was no chance Huang clan members would be heavily entrusted in the future.
Though both were clan heads, the difference in how they dealt with the outside world was this great.
Yet overall, the Huang clan was still somewhat stronger at present, because Huang Qiqiang could twist the Huang clan into a single rope. The Tian clan, on the other hand, was still mired in its own bloody internal struggles. Once the Tian Family Old Ancestor died, the Tian clan's decline would only be a matter of time.
The Tian Family Old Ancestor had also failed to set the Tian clan's internal affairs in order. Perhaps no one was perfect. He valued sentiment, and when it came to his own clansmen, he unconsciously showed them