The Second Elder suddenly slammed the table and stood up. "Patriarch, what do you mean by this?"
Ji Lingfeng was seriously ill. Although he did not look energetic, it did not affect his aura as a direct descendant of the Ji family.
"Second Uncle, it's time to rest."
Silence.
He was oppressive as he looked at everyone and slowly said, "Of course, it's fine if you don't want to rest. To prevent the family from turning chaotic again, I've already thought of a solution. If you want to maintain your position, I can only forbid you from having descendants. The Ji family can only have one Patriarch. The thoughts of the people occupying your positions can only be used to assist the Patriarch. To prevent anyone from having selfish motives, I can only use the most primitive and simplest method—eliminating the root of the problem."
The entire hall fell silent.
The elders looked at each other, no one daring to say anything.
The Second Elder's eyes widened in disbelief. "Patriarch, you…"
