Twelve aristocrats

The night is uncertain, but I dare not ignore it.

"Patriarchs." Zi Yeli nodded slightly to everyone.

This kind of temperament is undoubtedly the best among the best. Such calmness, without the slightest timidity in the face of the patriarchs of the various nobles, has virtually obtained the tacit approval of all the clans.

"Li'er is not inferior to his father's demeanor back then! Even Zhuo'er is not as good as Li'er!" the Heiyu patriarch praised with a smile.

When Patriarch Heiyu mentioned his father, Sheng Yuye clearly saw that the hatred in Ziyeli's eyes deepened.

The old man Ziyu smiled: "It's too much, this kid has to ask the patriarchs to take care of him."

Mu obviously resented the new successor of the Ziyu nobleman: "Did the patriarchs make a decision so quickly? If it is a counterfeit, the Ziyu nobleman will be ashamed."

The old man Ziyu's smile froze immediately, and his face turned livid: "Master Hongyu is questioning my ability to handle affairs!"

"Who knows? Now that the patriarch is getting old, it's not impossible to do something wrong for a while." Sheng Yumu was still talking lazily, but every word in this tone was aimed at the old man Ziyu, everyone could see come out.

"You..." The old man Ziyu was pissed off by Mu again, but the others were all snickering?

"There is a paternity test." Cotyledon Li, who had been taciturn all this time, finally spoke.

Sheng Yumu glanced at Ziyeli lightly: "The current paternity test can be faked, don't you know?"

"Okay, Mu'er, don't make trouble anymore, we believe that the Ziyu patriarch will not joke about this kind of thing."

Even though he was secretly laughing at the embarrassment of the old man Ziyu, he still spoke for him in a serious manner. You said that the open and secret struggles among these patriarchs are not ridiculous.

"Since the patriarchs have already made their own decisions, it's none of our business." Jing said at the right time.

"Wait, in the future, Li'er will also be a member of Shengyu Academy, so I hope that Jing, as the head of the twelve nobles, can teach our new successor well." Although the old man Ziyu spoke very politely, but In fact, they are using their own rights to oppress the net

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Jing's eyes were slightly cold, but there was still a gentle smile on his mouth: "Of course."

"Then, from..." The old man Ziyu was interrupted by Jing before he finished speaking: "However, not now."

Then, Jing, Ye, Mu and the others turned around and left the meeting room. Only the twelve patriarchs were left looking at each other, as if they were whispering again about Sheng Yujing not buying old Ziyu's account.

(Tang: How about Jing? I bought a high one!! So handsome! I admire Jing! Such an answer is so handsome!!)

In a blink of an eye, the three of them were already on a private jet.

Jing slightly closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, Mu couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "Jing, how handsome you were just now?"

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