"I'd like to see who dares to make a move!"
At these words, a look of alarm crossed Yuan Youwei's face. She and Mrs. Xue rushed to block the entrance to the hall. However, they were intercepted by grinning minions from the various factions, who blocked their path.
"What's there to be afraid of? It's just an outsider."
"Exactly! Why should our Yuan family hold a funeral for an outsider? What terrible luck!"
"Only the old master deserves such honors! Who the hell is Lin Suxin?"
Seeing that the situation was decided and Yuan Youwei's defeat was certain, many members of the Yuan family stepped forward and began to taunt her sarcastically. Some even approached Yuan Ruohai with sycophantic smiles.
"Dad, I don't want to be the successor! I just want to be a useless bum who eats and waits for death!"
