Jiang Xiaoyu froze when he heard Lin Lang's words.
Becoming the Holy Son and handling the Sun Moon Holy Cult's affairs on behalf of his master and his master's wife, the Cult Leader, had already left him deeply apprehensive.
Even if he was the only Personal Disciple, even if neither his master nor his master's wife wanted to deal with the cult's mundane affairs anymore, didn't the cult still have Left Emissary Xiang? He was his master's wife's uncle and had looked after her since she was a child.
How had it come to him becoming Cult Leader?
But seeing his master's encouraging gaze, Jiang Xiaoyu nodded. "Rest assured, Master. I won't let down the affection you and your wife have shown me."
"When Little Junior Brother grows up, I'll return the position of Cult Leader to him. I'll serve as a Left Envoy and assist him."
By then, Left Emissary Xiang would be due for retirement. Jiang Xiaoyu wouldn't dare become Right Envoy either. From now on, the Sun Moon Holy Cult could have only one Right Envoy: his master.
Nor would it be appropriate for him to remain Holy Son. Who had ever heard of a junior brother serving as Cult Leader while his senior brother, nearly twenty years older, served as Holy Son?
In fact, the moment he became Cult Leader, he would appoint Little Junior Brother as the High God Cult's Holy Son, confirming his status as heir.
Lin Lang shook his head. "There's no need. I'm not asking you to hold his place for him. He can become a Left Envoy someday, or even just an elder. Just focus on being a good Cult Leader. If you get tired in the future, you can pass the position to another junior brother, or even to your