[Um...Host, you may have misunderstood.]

[The spiritual servant currently fighting is the old man of the Nangong family: Nangong Weiming.]

[It’s not Mu Nianzi who follows your cousin.]

Seeing that Lin Feng was anxious, the system immediately jumped out and explained to him exactly where the problem was.

"Old Mrs. Nangong?"

"I thought something happened to my cousin."

"Didn't he follow Nangong Jin back to Nangong's house?"

"At this time, there is a big fight. It seems that someone is dissatisfied..."

Lin Feng's guess was correct. At this moment, there was already a mess outside the Nangong family's ancestral hall.

"Nangong Jin! You eat everything inside and out."

"You have totally ruined the face of our Nangong family!"

The people who took the lead in the clamor were the old man Nangong who had previously encouraged him, and the relative of Nangong Xuan, the head of the Nangong family at that time.

Anyway, the Nangong family has always been in charge of the family.

Every head of the family is descended from the lineage of Nangong Weiming and Nangong Xuan.

Even if all three generations of the family have been wiped out by the young master of the Douzong, according to the family rules, Nangong Jin, the second son of Mr. Nangong, should be the new head of the family, and he has nothing to do with their relatives.

But now, the powerful old man and Nangong Xuan of the Nangong family are dead.

After Nangong Jin returned to the clan, she could not stand alone, so these relatives began to think of seizing the position of head of the family.

"Yes! This matter can't end like this!"

"Nangong Jin, if you really want to be the next head of the family legitimately, you have to go to Douzong to ask for an explanation from our Nangong family!"

"Why did Lin Haotian's son send you back with just a few words?"

Those who look at things do not think they are too big.

Soon there were other distant relatives who were usually speechless in the Nangong clan when old Mr. Nangong was around, and started making noises.

"That's right! What kind of person is the old man?"

"I've heard that the young master of his Dou Sect has been a loser since he was a child."

"A while ago, I was acting with that guy named Yuan in the martial arts training ground, trying to deceive everyone in the Dou Sect that he already had a fighting spirit."

"Didn't you end up being exposed in public?"

"Nangong Rong wrote it clearly in the secret letter sent back to the clan."

"Nangong Jin said that he could kill the old man single-handedly? And he also left the patriarch with a frightened soul?"

"Young and old men in the clan, who of you believe this?!"

Instigated by their relatives, this time even people within the clan began to doubt whether the news brought back by Nangong Jin was true.

"I do not believe!"

"Yes! Anyway, the witnesses are all dead now, so Nangong Jin can do whatever he says."

"Hmph, I see that the tragic death of the old man and the patriarch may have been due to Nangong Jin's contribution!"

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding tribesmen were shocked.

"That's right? With the old man's skill, how could he not even have a whole corpse in the end?"

"Nangong Jin must have been plotting to become the patriarch of the clan for a long time. He colluded with the Douzong people to murder Nangong Rong, the patriarch's heir, and then deceived the old man and the patriarch into going to the Douzong. That's how they fell into the trap!

"

"Yes! That must be the case! Nangong Jin, you have such a poisonous heart!"

After a while, almost everyone in the clan pointed their fingers at Nangong Jin, who had not yet firmly taken the position of clan leader.

Even those tribesmen who usually supported him the most did not dare to say a word in the face of the menacing pressure.

"Snapped!"

Nangong Jin couldn't bear the slander she received from both inside and outside her clan.

With one slap, he smashed the tea bowl in his hand to pieces on the Eight Immortals table beside him, and then stood up from his seat with a sudden movement.

"You are a bunch of scum who confuse right and wrong and confuse right and wrong!"

"Don't you know what kind of character I, Nangong Jin, am like on weekdays?"

"The old man and the eldest brother came to see Douzong to find an explanation. They violated Douzong's majesty. They are the ones to blame for the current outcome."

"You are forcing me to give up my position like this, do you want to send the Nangong family into the abyss of being in conflict with the Douzong and never recover!"

Although Nangong Jin's sudden momentum suppressed some people, those experts who coveted the position of clan leader did not take him seriously.

"Humph, Nangong Jin? Don't think that you are the only one in the clan who is capable after the old man is dead."

"To put it bluntly, the fact that the Nangong family has become as evil as it is now, even worse than a dog of Douzong, is it not the result of the two generations of you, father and son?"

"What will happen when your elder brother is alive?"

"They say they sent Nangong Rong to Douzong to learn kung fu. Who can't see that they just sent their own son to that old bastard Yuan Songshan to be a hostage?"

"In the end, even our Nangong family's secret technique of controlling thunder was stolen by those bastards from Douzong."

"Don't say it's you Nangong Jin. Even if my eldest brother is still alive, if it weren't for the blind Mr. Nangong to protect him, I would have taken the lead in rebelling against the Nangong family!"

When one person takes the lead, many others will follow.

"Yes! Who stipulated that the clan leader can only be inherited by their Nangong Weiming lineage? I think this rule will change in the future. Whoever has stronger kung fu will be the clan leader."

"I agree! If you ask me to be Douzong's grandson, I won't agree even if you kill him!"

By now everyone had come back to their senses.

The old man is no longer here, and the Nangong family's orthodox lineage will continue to pass on, and they will not get any benefits.

It would be better to take advantage of the unpopular opportunity of Nangong Jin taking over as the patriarch and divide the Nangong family's property and influence.

At that time, the stronger ones will let their fists speak. Who can get the meat and who can only drink the soup will all depend on their own abilities.

"What are you talking about? Is it possible that in front of so many clan members and in front of the ranking of ancestors, you are planning to rebel against my Nangong family!"

Nangong Jin was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

He never expected that the tribesmen in front of him, who usually looked down upon the old man and his eldest brother and obeyed them, would now openly instigate rebellion against the tribe.

"So what if you rebel? This Nangong family doesn't belong to just you, Nangong Jin!"

A thunderous explosion struck the ground in front of Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin quickly activated the lightning force and then forcibly moved the location of the lightning strike a few feet to her side.

This sudden lightning strike only swept away some of his clothes.

"You actually want to kill me!"

After locking the target of the spell, Nangong Jin was about to say something when another thunder suddenly rose behind him.

He only saw the corners of the mouth of the relative who first attacked him slightly raised, as if he had already known that someone would respond to his attack.

"No! I fell into their trap!"

Nangong Jin immediately figured out that there were so many voices questioning him in the Nangong family, and it was actually these people who had secretly discussed it.

Today they will kill themselves no matter what!

"Dad, brother, Jin'er will go with you now..."

He knew that the Nangong family's thunder method was fast and fierce, and was best suited for sneak attacks.

He definitely couldn't dodge the blow from behind, so he simply closed his eyes and waited for his fate of being martyred in public.

However, after the thunder, he did not experience the pain and numbness he expected.

But I can definitely smell the smell of burning flesh in my nose, which means someone has indeed been hit by that lightning method.

"What's going on? Why am I not dead?"

Just when he was wondering secretly, he saw that the face of the relative who had taken the lead in attacking him suddenly froze.

The traitors who were waiting to watch the show now seemed to have seen a ghost, with their mouths wide open and speechless.

"Old... old lady?"

"Isn't he dead?"

Hearing someone say this, Nangong Jin finally remembered that when he parted with Lin Feng, he had indeed allowed the old man's soul to possess him.

At that time, I thought that the other party was just trying to monitor his every move and prevent him from being disobedient to Douzong.

Who would have thought that when the old man showed up now, the first thing he did was to save his life.

"Father..."
To be continued...