Mael Valerius casually threw the blood-stained Beast Cloth onto Xylon Phoenix's corpse, his golden eyes sweeping over the Phoenix Clan elders who were as silent as cicadas in winter: "From today onwards, Soren Phoenix will succeed as the Phoenix Clan Chief. Does anyone have any objections?"
Though his voice wasn't loud, it sent a shiver down the spine of every elder present.
"We have no objections and will adhere to the Young Clan Leader's command."
The Great Elder was the first to step forward and bow, instantly changing his address from Young Master to Young Clan Leader for Soren Phoenix.
The other elders quickly echoed in agreement, fearing they'd be singled out as an example if they hesitated.
Horace Valerius's massive golden dragon body disappeared, transforming into human form in an instant.
His gaze slowly swept over the trembling elders present, letting out a satisfied snort, "At least you know your place."
