Jia Meng's sudden appearance was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring ripples in the hearts of everyone in the broken-down meeting hall.
Even Jia Meng, who sat in the head's seat, looked a little unnatural.
"Head, the elders are discussing clan matters. Shouldn't you be joining them?"
"I heard you'd already settled everything with the vice sect leader, so I came straight here. I hope the head and elders will forgive me."
Jia Meng wore the distinctive black robes of the Jia family. Their embroidered patterns were solemn and dignified, and he hurried toward the meeting hall.
"No need to apologize. I've just finished up, too."
Jia Meng hurriedly waved his hand, a stiff smile on his face.
"That's good. Starting today, I can hand the clan over to Jia Gao Bao, so I can return to the family. I've wanted to do that for a long time."
"I came to ask the head whether the clan has anything it needs me to do."
"The head and elders have always praised my talent, and I naturally meant to come and pay my respects. I didn't expect to run into you here."
Jia Meng's face remained composed, a faint smile on his lips.
The elders had just been discussing how to arrange the new Jia family head. Now that Jia Meng had returned and brought up the matter, it was settled.
The elders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with suspicion and unease.
They suspected Jia Meng had already heard the elders' words. He had rushed back from the sect at full speed, and the head had made no secret of his intention to recruit him as the family head.
After confirming that his vice head had no objection to recruiting Jia Meng, the elder turned his gaze toward