Baili Wuqing Volunteers for the Patriarch Position

In the Baili Family Council Hall.

The Second Elder paced anxiously, glancing toward the entrance from time to time.

"Why haven't we heard anything yet?"

"What's happening out there?"

"No, I have to go see for myself!"

After countless laps, the Second Elder could no longer hold back. He headed for the Main Gate to see what was going on.

With so many families at their door, nothing good could come of it.

Baili Busu was young, and he was Baili Wudi's own son. Far from commanding respect, that identity would likely make matters worse.

The Grand Elder alone probably couldn't contain the situation. He had to help.

"Second Elder, I'd advise you not to go."

"Baili Wuqing, what do you mean by that?! Is this the time to gloat?! Remember, we all bear the Baili name! We're all part of the Baili Family! With enemies at our door, this is no time for infighting!"

Baili Wuqing shook his head.

"Second Elder, I'm not telling you to stay here because I want to fight among ourselves. I'm offering you a sincere warning... Dozens of families have come at once. Even if every member of the Baili Family rushed out, we'd still be outnumbered. And can the Baili Family afford to antagonize more than a dozen families at once? Aren't you afraid our already precarious reputation will suffer another blow?"

The Second Elder froze.

He had to admit Baili Wuqing had a point.

"But... we can't leave the Grand Elder and the Patriarch to face all those people alone!"

Baili Wuqing smiled faintly.

"Isn't bearing responsibility what a Patriarch is supposed to do?"

"But if those people learn the Patriarch is the son of that traitor Baili Wudi, and their anger boils over into violence..."

"Then one Patriarch's blood will settle