The middle-aged man's name was Wang Jie, and he was Murong Jing's most trusted subordinate, serving as the role of military advisor.
Upon hearing Wang Jie's words, Murong Jing instantly flew into a rage, "Long Sanlin, a son-in-law who joined the family by marriage, dares to covet the position of Family Head?"
Wang Jie pushed up his glasses, his expression grave as he spoke: "Third Master, Long Sanlin wouldn't be foolish enough to contest for the position of Family Head himself, but he will support his wife, Murong Qin, in her bid for it."
"Even if he doesn't support Murong Qin, he would support his son. Don't forget, even though he joined the family by marriage, his son still bears the Murong surname."
"If you wish to firmly secure the position of Family Head, Third Master, you must find a way to deal with Long Sanlin. To deal with Long Sanlin, you can only look for a strong enough force to suppress him, like Yu Lin, for example."
