Ji Mo Yi Fan could only quickly leave.
After Ji Mo Yi Fan left, the Ink Guards could no longer endure it and leaped out.
“Young Master, they are just too much!”
“That’s right. This is burning the bridge after crossing, killing the donkey after unloading the mill!”
“Truly despicable. They had once cried their eyes out to beg Young Master to be the Clan Patriarch and shoulder the Ji Mo Clan. Now, seeing that Young Master’s injury has yet to recover, they decided to turn away and deny everything! Pui!”
……
The Ink Guards repeatedly added words of grievances for their Young Master. However, the latter only tired closed his eyes while lying on his bed.
The Ji Mo Clan Patriarch appointment ceremony can be considered an important event for humanity as well.
However, the new Clan Patriarch was not Ji Mo Ya that everyone had quietly acknowledged, but Ji Mo Wu Xin.
Everyone was at a loss.
What are they playing at?
Has the Ji Mo Clan gone crazy? Ji Mo Ya is publicly recognized as the next Clan Patriarch. Where did this nameless Ji Mo Wu Xin appear from?
People with better information networks have already obtained this news from within the Ji Mo Clan. It was said that Ji Mo Ya’s injuries were too severe and he was still bedridden from illnesses, thus unable to take up the mantle.
That was why Ji Mo Wu Xin was elected to be the Clan Patriarch.
The moment the news spread, everyone shook their head, looking down upon the Ji Mo Clan.
No matter what they say, Ji Mo Ya was the Number One Young Master and had significantly contributed during the great war between humanity and the demons.
His severe injuries were for humanity to obtain the Demon God Command.
Although his wife was a demon, he was also deceived. His condition did not get better because he had to face his wife’s deception and betrayal while nursing those severe injuries.
No matter what they say, Ji Mo Ya is the hero of humanity!
The brains of the Ji Mo Clan must be waterlogged? How can they give a hero such treatment?
Many felt their hearts chilled! For humanity, for the clan, he had suffered severe injuries that resulted in his cultivation dropping harshly. His family got shattered and now his position of Clan Patriarch was robbed by others!
Are they not planning to leave a way out for him!
That was why none of the guests that attended the Clan Patriarch Ceremony had pleasant expressions. Only the Ji Mo Clan members wore smiles on their faces.
The moment the ceremony ended, everyone quickly offered an excuse to leave.
This caused ugly expressions to appear on the members of the Ji Mo Clan.
Fortunately, Wine Sage from the Holy Court still gave some leeway. Only when most of the guests had taken leave did he stand up and made a request to meet Ji Mo Ya.
Although Ji Mo Wu Xin felt suffocated that everyone was not sincere with their congratulations, no one dared to obstruct a Half-Sage request.
Moreover, he was also feeling proud now that he has obtained the position of Clan Patriarch. That was why he did not deny the request and quickly ordered someone to lead the way.
Wine Sage had no need for a guide and quickly left for Ji Mo Ya’s place on his own.
Noises of gongs and drums were coming from the outside, it was boisterous.
Yet it made the small courtyard become even more lonely and desolate.
Little Treasure held his father’s thinned and wrinkled hand beside the bed; with his head lowered, no one could see his expression clearly.
In the building, there was nothing but a forlorn atmosphere within.
“Young Master, Young Master…” Mo Si’s voice came.
He rushed in without observing the room as he reported, “Young Master. During the ceremony, the Ji Mo Clan has released several rumors that you can no longer become King Spirit Master. They say you are no longer able and utterly crippled. The person once known as the hope of the Ji Mo Clan is now the disgrace of the Ji Mo Clan!”
Ji Mo Ya opened his eyes and his gaze sharpens. He did not say anything as he struggled to raise his body.
“Greetings Lord Sage!”
Along with his words, Wine Sage only used a couple of steps to move from the courtyard entrance to the side of Ji Mo Ya’s bed.
Seeing Ji Mo Ya’s weak and deformed body, a flash of anger flashed through his eyes. Wine Sage stretched his hand to feel his pulse while preventing Ji Mo Ya from lifting his body.
