Indeed, they had eventually dwelled into the matter of the successor for the next generation.
With an unchanged expression, Jian Luo glanced at the second elder. A thoughtful flash crossed through his eyes when he looked at the great elder beside him, who remained silent.
Black Jack glared at him, his eyes dark: "So, what are the elders trying to say?"
"Count, we cannot intervene in your marriage. But you must think carefully about the matter of succession. With the advancement of medical science, finding a woman to act as a surrogate mother is not a bad idea," said the third elder.
At these words, a deathly silence fell with a chilling atmosphere over the Elder Pavilion.
Suddenly, a low laugh was heard.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a slight smile lingering at the corners of the man seated at the head of the table, leaving them unsure about his thoughts.
Did they provoke him?
Clearly, they were thinking too much.
