Mu Linfeng paused in his speech, knowing well that he had no right to question his nephew's decision.
A power-centered family like theirs was akin to the royal family, in which the ruler held absolute power, in ancient times. There was no such thing as right or wrong; the rest merely followed orders.
Hierarchy and power were two separate matters. Even though he was his nephew's senior, he had no right to question his decision as the latter was the head of this household!
Still, the young man could not force him to accept such a decision willingly.
He was adamant to reject his grandnephew. Hence, even though he kept mum subsequently, his frosty look persisted.
The young boy noted his unwillingness and gave a snobbish snort inwardly.
He could not be bothered with this granduncle—and everyone else present for that matter.
Mu Shumin gnashed her teeth in fury; her face was especially frigid-looking as hatred burned inside her.
