"Zheng Yao, mind your image, you are the Third Elder of the Zheng Family; you represent the Zheng Family. Even if you must die, our people cannot die like grandsons; do you understand?"
In Zheng Yao's eyes, a trace of struggle emerged, but soon, that struggle was replaced by a sigh.
Zheng Zhongwang shook his head. Although Zheng Yao was intelligent, he was far too lacking in mental fortitude. If he had a say in the matter, he would never allow someone like Zheng Yao to become the Third Elder of the family.
His ideal candidate for Third Elder was Zheng Gongxuan.
Although everyone said that the catastrophe befalling the family was mainly caused by Zheng Ming, Zheng Zhongwang still worried for Zheng Gongxuan deep down, after all, he and Gongxuan had a rather good relationship.
"They're here!" A deep shout came from afar. With the shout, a horse with azure scales covering its hooves came galloping in the distance.
