Su Wanran held her forehead with one hand, not knowing what to say. It was her first time seeing a man as 'brave' as Lu Ming, or more accurately, as clueless and utterly clueless.
As they were speaking, one of Su Wanran's subordinates knocked and entered, saying, "Miss, there's trouble. Sleep Dragon has sent a wreath!"
Sleep Dragon Han Shichong, was he here?
Su Wanran immediately stood up. "Let's go see."
Lu Ming and Jiang Mengxin followed closely behind.
The group returned to the mourning hall. Amidst a hall packed with guests, they saw a procession enter, carrying a large white wreath.
Next to the wreath was a white board.
The one delivering the wreath was not Han Shichong himself, but Han Shichong's 'representative' - Xue Zong.
In the past, Xue Zong would handle any major or minor matters on behalf of Han Shichong. Seeing Xue Zong was like seeing Han Shichong himself, much like a powerful eunuch beside an ancient emperor.
Disrespecting Xue Zong was equivalent to disrespecting Han Shichong.
It would lead to disaster.
Now that Xue Zong had arrived, everyone made way and slightly bowed their heads in respect.
Even Su Feiyang politely stepped forward to greet him.
At the same time, Han Yun also walked over. "Xue Zong, long time no see."
Xue Zong nodded at Han Yun and said, "Old Master Su and Sleep Dragon have always had a good relationship, and our families are related. Therefore, Sleep Dragon has specially arranged for me to send this wreath to express his deep condolences on the passing of Old Master Su."
As he spoke, Xue Zong raised his hand, and the people behind him carried the large wreath forward.
Only then did everyone clearly see the words on the wreath: Presented by Su Family Young Master Su Feiyang, to Patriarch Old Master Su, with the highest respect.
The latter half of the sentence was fine.
The problem was the first half.
Su Family Young Master?
Everyone's brows furrowed. This was not right.
Although Su Feiyang was the eldest son and grandson, he was merely the Vice Chairman of the Su family and one of the strong contenders for the future patriarch. He was not the Young Master!
A Young Master was someone who was to inherit the position of Patriarch.
Han Shichong sending this wreath and elevating Su Feiyang to the position of Patriarch clearly showed his stance - he was resolutely standing with Su Feiyang, supporting Su Feiyang to become the Su family patriarch.
With Han Shichong as a powerful backer, Su Feiyang had no worries, and Su Wanran was thoroughly at a disadvantage.
People around began to discuss.
"Su Feiyang has the support of Sleep Dragon, while Su Wanran can only find help from insignificant characters like Jiang Mengxin. The difference in strength is clear."
"It seems Su Feiyang has already secured the victory in this battle for the Patriarch's position."
"Should we also show our stance and stand with Su Feiyang?"
Listening to the discussions, Su Wanran felt very distressed. If things continued at this pace, she would definitely lose her position as Patriarch.
The key was that she truly had no way to deal with it.
He had Sleep Dragon as a patron, while Su Wanran had only invited Jiang Mengxin and Lu Ming, who only knew how to brag. The gap in strength was too large.
There was no way to fight!
At this very moment.
Xue Zong deliberately raised his voice and said, "Everyone, Sleep Dragon has specially invited this white board from the temple to express his condolences. As long as everyone writes their name on it, they can send their best wishes to Old Master Su and help Young Master Feiyang show his filial piety. Therefore, please do not hesitate. Come, write your names and express your condolences."
These words were truly clumsy.
However, everyone understood the underlying meaning at a glance.
What kind of nonsense was writing names and expressing condolences? This was forcing everyone to take sides! As long as you wrote your name on that white board, it meant you acknowledged Su Feiyang's status as Young Master, and thus supported Su Feiyang becoming the Patriarch.
Old Master Su had just passed away, and Han Shichong, as an outsider, was forcing the Su family members to side with Su Feiyang.
His intentions were wicked!
But there was no choice. Who could dare offend the powerful Mist Capital Sleep Dragon?
Who would dare say no?
They would be killed!
Everyone looked at each other, hesitant. Xue Zong said coldly, "What, do you all not want Old Master Su to rest peacefully in the underworld?"
Then.
Han Yun stepped forward. She sneered, "How can we fail my brother's good intentions? I'll write first."
She walked to the white board, picked up the black marker, and prepared to write her name.
Han Yun was declaring her stance. Like her brother Han Shichong, she firmly stood with Su Feiyang and supported him becoming the Patriarch! And now, she wanted to confirm Su Feiyang's 'Young Master' status first.
Su Wanran, not far away, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth in frustration.
Unpleasant!
Why did Su Feiyang become the Young Master?
Old Master Su, the Patriarch of the Su family, hadn't even decided, yet an outsider like Han Shichong had decided it? Was the Su family his Han Shichong's Su family?
It was truly outrageous.
But Su Wanran dared not step forward to speak for justice. She also feared Han Shichong's status and position.
Moreover, there were people like Han Yun and Xue Zong present.
She really couldn't compete.
Su Wanran looked at Han Yun, then at Jiang Mengxin and Lu Ming, and couldn't help but sigh. The gap in strength was too large; they were no match.
Su Wanran was even contemplating whether to send Jiang Mengxin back to Jinling after the funeral to prevent Jiang Mengxin from suffering a misfortune in Mist Capital.
Since they couldn't win, it was better to admit defeat.
Just as Su Wanran was lost in thought and disheartened, just as everyone felt something was wrong but dared not speak up, and just as Han Yun picked up the black marker to write her name.
A figure walked out from the crowd.
He shouted, "Stop!"
Huh?
Everyone turned their heads to look. Su Wanran also looked over curiously. She was shocked by what she saw. The person who walked out was actually Lu Ming!
Lu Ming, the grave digger!
Su Wanran shook her head awkwardly, thinking to herself: Lu Ming, Lu Ming, why did you step out? Are you going to confront Sleep Dragon Han Shichong with your strength? It's like an egg hitting a rock, sheer overestimation.
Han Yun's hand paused. She thought some important figure had stepped forward, but when she looked up and saw Lu Ming, she let out two cold laughs and ignored him, intending to continue writing.
Lu Ming was not even in Han Yun's sight!
Lu Ming frowned slightly. He had already shouted "Stop," yet Han Yun didn't listen and intended to continue writing?
Outrageous!
"I told you to stop!"
Lu Ming strode forward and grabbed Han Yun's wrist, preventing her from writing her name.
Such an action was extremely rude.
However, neither Su Feiyang nor Xue Zong stopped him. Su Wanran, on the other hand, trembled with nervousness.
"This is bad!" Su Wanran was worried about Lu Ming's predicament.
Although Han Yun was a woman, an older woman at that, her martial arts skills were exceptional! She had been rigorously trained by Han Shichong, and Han Shichong was a direct disciple of the Dragon Warlord.
One could imagine how skilled Han Yun was.
Lu Ming dared to lay hands on such a formidable woman? He must be tired of living.