At this moment, Dongfang Li was kneeling in the middle of the hall with an unusually firm expression, her face full of tears, which made Dongfang Mian feel sorry for her.
Apart from the occasional sobs from Dongfang Li, there was no other sound in the entire council hall. Dongfang Mian and the others carefully sat down to the left of Dongfang Yuanyan.
"Uncle, why did you call us over so urgently?" Dongfang Mian asked quietly.
Dongfang Yuanyan stared at Dongfang Mian for a while with a constipated expression before winking and saying, "This girl is lovesick and wants to get married."
Want to get married? Isn't that normal? At her age, most ordinary women and children are already old enough to run errands. Since when did the Dongfang family hold such a grand meeting of elders to discuss the marriage of their children?
Seeing Dongfang Mian's puzzled expression, Dongfang Yuanyan leaned closer with a wink and asked, "Do you want to know who she wants to marry?"
"Who is it?" Dongfang Mian asked casually. Judging from her uncle's expression, she knew it was no good. She glanced at Yan Lin suspiciously. Could it be that he had taken a fancy to a big shot?
"Mu Bai," Dongfang Yuanyan couldn't help but laugh whenever he thought of it.
"Oh, Mubai... What! Mubai!"
Suddenly snapping out of her daze, Dongfang Mian let out a scream, shattering the silence of the entire council hall. Upon hearing this name, Dongfang Li cried even harder.
"Patriarch, please, please help me see Master Mu Bai," Dongfang Li cried.
“Yes, Patriarch, no matter how talented Mu Bai is, he’s just a rogue cultivator. Our Dongfang family is willing to support him; he’ll probably be overjoyed,” the Third Elder chimed in.
"You're kidding me, you bald man. Master Mu Bai is a once-in-a-millennium alchemy genius on the Vermilion Bird Continent. He's treated like royalty by every noble family he goes to. He can have any woman he wants. Why would he take a fancy to your granddaughter?" Dongfang Yuanyan mocked mercilessly.
"Dongfang Yuanyan! I'm warning you again, I'm your elder, your elder!" The Third Elder went berserk.
“That’s right, Uncle. Why do you keep poking at that bald guy’s heart? Besides, Master Mu Bai doesn’t like his granddaughter, and I don’t think it’s because he doesn’t have hair on his head,” Dongfang Mian said.
"That's not necessarily true. Let me tell you, Mian'er, there's an old saying that goes, 'A man without hair on his head is unreliable.' If Master Mu Bai sees that you're not good at handling things, do you think he'll even bother with you?" Dongfang Yuanyan said, pursing his lips.
"Dongfang Mian! I'm an elder! An elder! Who allowed you, a junior, to attend the elders' meeting? Take your man and your cat and get out of here!" The Third Elder was almost spitting blood from being harassed by these two uncle and nephew.
"Alright, I invited Mian'er here. The future of the Dongfang family depends on their generation. It's fine for them to attend some less important meetings sooner rather than later. Mian'er, you should say less. I've told you so many times: don't hit someone in the face or expose their shortcomings when you scold them. Don't always learn from your uncle. He's a rough old man," the Dongfang family head said leisurely.
"Okay, Grandpa," Dongfang Mian said with a smile, covering her mouth.
"Patriarch..." Just as he was about to retort, the Third Elder suddenly understood something from what the Patriarch of the Eastern Family had just said, and he no longer cared about arranging a marriage for his granddaughter.
"Patriarch, what you just said doesn't mean you want Dongfang Mian to become the head of our Dongfang family in the future, does it?" the Third Elder asked.
"That's a matter for the future, we'll discuss it later," the head of the Dongfang family said calmly without refuting.
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