"Let's go, don't start a fight in front of Grandpa's tombstone, or there will be trouble,"
As Chen Zheng's words fell, Chen Yang's countdown just reached "one." Chen Zheng walked down the mountain, his face dark and grim.
The younger members of the Chens did not expect the arrogant Chen Zheng to yield to Chen Yang and were stunned for a moment, but they did not dare to disobey Chen Zheng's order, following his footsteps one after another.
Nevertheless, the younger members of the Chens felt a surge of frustration inside, "It's just the worthless Chen Yang. The noble young master Chen Zheng of the Chens, is he really afraid of him?"
Having the closest relationship with Chen Zheng, Chen Kang caught up and asked, "Zheng, what do you mean by this?"
Chen Zheng said, "If we fight in front of the tombstone, it will surely become gossip fodder, and the Elders' Council within the clan will also cause me trouble."
