Uncle Jiu bit these last two words very hard.

The smile on the high priest's face had completely disappeared.

He sat upright and looked calm: "I already understand what Uncle Jiu and several elders mean.

Uncle Jiu was very satisfied with his attitude and nodded and said, "The high priest has worked hard for our Wu tribe for decades. Although Long Bo's child cannot inherit the position of the high priest, the village will never treat him badly. In the future, he will definitely make his life comfortable and not worry about his livelihood.

The high priest smiled: "Then thank you uncle Jiu for taking care of my inexpensive son."

"The high priest is so serious!" Uncle Jiu stroked his beard and said with a smile, "The high priest is about to step down, so the next candidate needs to be carefully considered. Why not do this? Let's choose a few suitable candidates and let everyone in the village vote. The one with the highest number of votes will be selected. How about it?"

The others agreed: "That's exactly what it should be."

"Then I will work hard for you, and I will help me choose a few suitable names and send them to me after I go back, so let's discuss it slowly." The high priest stood up, as if he was seeing off the guests.

Uncle Jiu and others got the results they wanted and left with satisfaction.

Rimu walked in and saw the high priest closing his eyes and rubbing his eyebrows with one hand.

"High Priest, I went out to check it out just now. It was all made by Master Longbo."

"Call him here."

"yes."

Xiaozhuang arrived soon.

He was wearing a black robe embroidered with dark golden patterns, his long hair was braided into thin braids, his head was full of deer antlers and his eyes were full of heroic eyebrows and eyes.

The high priest looked at his son's eyebrows and thought of his wife who had passed away for many years.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong with the high priest calling me?" Xiaozhuang asked.

"At this point, are you still unwilling to call me Dad?" asked the high priest.

"High Priest, you came to me for this title?" Xiaozhuang asked again.

The high priest breathed a sigh of relief: "Longbo, you are my own son, I will not harm you. Why do you have to? I know that you are not a bully and domineering person like that."

Xiaozhuang was also very calm: "If the high priest is willing to give me the prescription, why should I do so much trouble? If you really treat me as your son and love me as you say, give me the prescription so that I can go out to save people. Now I don't feel very grateful for the things you did under the banner of making good for me."

The high priest said, "If you are angry with the public, do you still want to inherit the position of the high priest?"

“It doesn’t matter if I do it or not.”

"But I have something to say." The high priest said coldly, "Before your mother died, I promised her to take good care of you and make you the most promising and capable person in the village. Therefore, you must be the high priest."

"I'm willing to be a high priest."

"Then are you still doing what you're outside?"

"You know the reason in your heart."

"Longbo, you are still too young. Some things you need to think twice before doing and think carefully about whether they will bring about any results that you don't want to see." The high priest seemed not to want to speak anymore and waved his hand, "You go out. Three days later, I will hold a wedding for you and Zhaohui and inherit the position of the high priest."

Xiaozhuang came to see Qian'er and said these things.

Qian'er has been under guard and has no idea that Xiaozhuang has done these things at all.

She walked around the house and suddenly looked up with a serious expression: "Xiaozhuang, something might happen."
Chapter completed!