Zhang Huizhi arrived.
Li Zhiyi and the others returned at the same time.
This time, the conference hall was unusually quiet.
Everyone looked at Zhang Huizhi differently.
Many of the Yu Clan elders now regarded Zhang Huizhi with great warmth.
It was the look one gave a master.
After all, behind Zhang Huizhi stood three Lord of Martial Arts figures.
He was a bona fide sugar daddy.
"Now, let's discuss what happens next."
The Yu Lord's voice turned low as he looked at Zhang Huizhi beside him:
"After today, the position of Yu Lord will change hands. Zhang Huizhi will become the new head of the Yu Clan!"
When the Yu Lord's words fell, the hall sank into a terrible silence.
"Absolutely not."
A hoarse voice rang out.
The speaker was First Elder Yu Wen.
At that moment, Yu Wen's eyes flashed with intense light.
He had already decided to stop opposing Zhang Huizhi.
But the Yu Lord's very first sentence had made him lose his composure.
The position of Yu Lord?
"In all these millennia, no one from another clan has ever served as the head of one of the Five Clans!"
"Yu Lord, what kind of joke is this? If Zhang Huizhi becomes Yu Lord, won't that make the rest of us stray dogs with nowhere to go?"
"Father!"
A furious roar rang out.
It was Yu Yi. At that moment, Qi and Blood erupted from his entire body:
"Father, do you truly hate me that much? I can give up the position of Yu Lord, but at the very least, it should go to someone of Yu Province blood!"
The Yu Lord sighed inwardly.
He had known this problem would come up.
But they were already at a critical juncture, with their very survival at stake.
His