"..."
His eyes stayed on the jade token as he listened to Jian Jianghe.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Chen Mu abruptly raised his head and met Jian Jianghe's eyes, asking again to be sure, "Uncle, you're joking with me, right?"
"Joking?" Jian Jianghe shook his head and said in all seriousness, "I'm not joking at all. In my eyes, you're the best candidate to become the next sect master of the Hehuan Sect!"
"I appreciate your kindness, Uncle, but..."
Before he could finish, Jian Jianghe raised a hand to interrupt him. "Don't just appreciate it. Agree to it! If I keep sitting in this sect master's seat, your aunt is going to divorce me!"
"Never mind how she usually treats you. When it comes to me, she's incredibly possessive!"
"Uncle, if you really don't want to be sect master, you can pass the position to someone else in the sect." Chen Mu could tell that Jian Jianghe truly had troubles he found hard to speak of.
Just as he had said, Chen Hui's usual attitude toward Chen Mu was completely different from how she treated everyone else.
With Chen Mu, she was as tender as flowing water. It could be said that she saved all her gentleness for him and her daughter, Jian Qingzhu.
But with everyone else, she was known for her sternness. Even Chen Tianlin rarely got a pleasant look from her...
"Pass it to whom? Qingzhu? Don't joke around. If I really did that, when you saw me tomorrow, I'd most likely be a puddle of mashed flesh."
Hearing those words from Jian Jianghe, doubt was surprisingly not Chen Mu's first reaction.
"Isn't there anyone else more suitable in the Hehuan Sect?" Chen Mu asked again.
"To be honest, I don't trust those people.