Zhu Mo, who was sitting next to Zhu Shang, looked shocked.

Blinking, he looked at Zhu Shang: "Is this...is this how the conference works?"

"What do you think? Do you think everyone will sit in their seats and express their opinions in a very literary way? All the regulations that can be passed are argued out, or even fought out."

Zhu Shang was used to it and looked calm.

After all, he had fought on this battlefield for more than decades.

Han Jingxiu, such an elegant name, I didn’t expect him to be such a violent person.

At first glance, he is obviously a member of the Han family... and is very likely the senior's right-hand man.

The war started with a quarrel between two people, and gradually more elders joined the battlefield.

The chief elder pressed the button of the stopwatch on the table.

The countdown starts with one hour, and the voting phase begins after one hour.

He leisurely took out the earplugs from his pocket, put them into his ears, clasped his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Let's see who dares to vote in favor today. Whoever does, I will kill him!" Fang Haoming took out a pen from his chest pocket, slammed it on the table, and shouted.

"Hey, do you still want to do it?"

Han Jingxiu took off his leather shoes and slammed them on the table, saying, "Let's see whether your pen is sharper or my leather shoes are stronger!"

"Hey, just go against me."

With a slightly gloomy face, Fang Haoming took the pen, uncapped it and threw it on the ground, pointing the pen tip at him: "Don't think I don't know what you think, isn't it just for the benefit of your family?"

"Tell your young master to stop being greedy. If things continue like this, Yan Country will have another Zhu family. How will the other three families view your Han family? Do you want to break away from the four major families?"

When saying this, Fang Haoming deliberately shouted at the top of his voice, just to let the people from the other three families hear it and cause them to fight among themselves.

Zhu Mo blocked his ears with two fingers, looked around, and looked helpless.

If I had known, I would have waited outside. I don’t know why these old men and old ladies are so crazy. They quarrel even more fiercely than young people.

"Grandpa, when will you..."

"Well..."

Just when Zhu Shang wanted to ask him when he would join the battle, Zhu Mo turned around and saw that he was already doing warm-up exercises.

Secretary Liu handed Zhu Shang some information. Zhu Shang took a quick look at it and then stood up to adjust the position of the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I participated in the drafting of these regulations, and none of them are redundant."

Zhu Shang's voice echoed throughout the venue, and everyone turned their eyes to Zhu Shang.

This person finally lost his patience and spoke.

Fang Haoming slammed his fist on the table, breaking the silence of the entire meeting place: "Didn't you draft these regulations for the benefit of your Zhu family?"

There was an uproar in the meeting hall. Although many people had this sentence in their hearts, no one dared to say it out loud.

After all, he is Zhu Shang, who can fully represent the Zhu family. He is not afraid of retaliation from the Zhu family when he speaks so bluntly.

But this also made those who stood on Fang Haoming's side more determined, and they also attacked Zhu Shang.

Which one of them is not doing it for their own interests? Why should they accommodate your Zhu family?

Anyway, now that these regulations have been overturned, it will be difficult for your Zhu family to continue to grow in Yan State.

Facing everyone's doubts, Zhu Shang smiled slightly:

"If external forces come in all of a sudden, you think that only our Zhu family will be in trouble, but it is just that a foreign force will replace the Zhu family."

"You will never be able to turn over a new leaf, so stop dreaming about your future. Don't think of others as too kind, or even think of them as your savior. That's simply ridiculous!"

He looked around, then turned to the elders and shouted, "Wake up, everyone. Don't be led by the malicious internal enemies."

"I, Zhu Shang, will stand here and refuse to abolish the regulations until my death. We will never allow any external forces with ill intentions to set foot in Yan Country."

Zhu Shang's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Under his aura, the elders of Fang Haoming's faction looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Shang raised his arms and shouted: "Refuse to abolish reasonable regulations."

Seeing no one responded, Zhu Shang raised his voice again and waved his fist almost roaring: "Refuse to abolish reasonable regulations!"

The elders of the Zhu family finally reacted and started shouting as well.

Next are Han Jingxiu, the other three masters and members of the Zhu School.

The entire venue was filled with a unified and loud shout, which seemed as if it could shatter the glass in the venue at any time. It was deafening and echoed endlessly.

The chief elder who was resting with his eyes closed took off his earmuffs, looked at the scene in front of him, and said with a click of the tongue: "Tsk... Wow, you are getting better at playing every year..."

"Ahem, reminder! There are still twenty minutes left before voting begins."

Fang Haoming clenched his fists anxiously and winked at the elder in the distance.

The elder had a conflicted look on his face. He silently bent down, took off his leather shoes and held them in his hands.

"Damn it, I don't care anymore!" He aimed at Zhu Shang's head and threw it at him.

“Ouch…”

Zhu Shang touched his slightly red and swollen head and stopped shouting.

As soon as Zhu Mo stood up, he noticed the old man who threw the leather shoes. He immediately squatted down and hid under the long table.

"The regulations are clearly unreasonable. I think we should first ban the formation of cliques and factions!" Fang Haoming took this opportunity to imitate Zhu Shang and raise his arms and shout.

People on both sides started shouting at each other, unwilling to be outdone, and the entire venue became a mess.

They were arguing verbally at first, and no one knew who started fighting first, but the two sides suddenly started fighting.

"Tsk, if I wasn't afraid of causing too much impact, I really want to let Mo Wei in and kill all the hostiles." Zhu Mo sighed and held his forehead.

After coming here once, he knew he was not suited to the job of elder, and he was afraid that one day he would lose control and start a killing spree.

It's really scary when these old men and old ladies fight with each other.

Zhu Shang supported his old waist and climbed onto the table and yelled, "Stop fighting!"

But this roar was quickly drowned out by the even noisier sounds in the meeting hall.

Helplessly, Zhu Shang's eyes turned cold and he began to look around as if he was looking for something.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the pen that Fang Haoming was waving in his hand.

She made up her mind, gritted her teeth, and rushed towards the pen in his hand with her head.

“Ahhh…”

A heart-wrenching cry echoed throughout the venue.

The elders who were still fighting were immediately frightened by the scream and stopped what they were doing, looking for the source of the sound.

Oh my god, has someone died?

It would be a huge joke if someone died in a Presbyterian meeting.

Zhu Mo squinted his eyes and hurried to Zhu Shang's side and asked nervously: "Grandpa, are you okay?"