Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen Hao slowly took a seat on the chair behind him. Although it was just an ordinary wooden chair, having witnessed the intense debate between Ye Yuqiao and the three clan leaders Wu, Zheng, and Wang, Chen Hao was clear in his heart that this position was of great significance.
So, when he sat down on the chair, he felt its weight.
He noticed that, apart from Zhao Chong and Qian Feng, the other five clan leaders looked at him with eyes full of disapproval.
"Chen Hao, don't mind their opinions," the voice of Ye Yuqiao's Yang Soul suddenly echoed in Chen Hao's mind, "Your achievements now fully justify you sitting in this position."
With those words from Ye Yuqiao's Yang Soul, Chen Hao's somewhat anxious and nervous heart immediately calmed down.
"Yes!" Chen Hao showed a light smile, then whispered secretly, "I'm just not quite used to sitting with such important figures."
